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[nyanyanoah]

Smoke break with Lovebug! Narry <3

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(he looks younger with color I know I forgor)

[im-ovulating]

(A/n: I have no excuse or reason for this, but here ya go! lmao)

Word Count: 991

Summary: Even in death, Tate can't seem to shake his mother's insults. He DOES know how to make your legs shake, though.

Warnings: Praise Kink, Mommy Issues, Use of 'good boy" and 'pretty boy', Both Tate and Reader are a switch, Tate's a pretty crier

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

(yes he gets 2 gifs, what about it?)

Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader: Shake

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"-fuck!"

You spread your legs a bit more to take him deeper, both of you gasping out at the new sensation.

"I'm good, right? I'm good for you?" Tate is in shambles beneath you. A run-in with the ever-deprecating Constance left him in desperate need of some positive female praise and you couldn't just say 'no' to the tear-stained, brown eyes that begged for your comfort.

"Ah~" A smile breaks across your face as you lean down to pepper kisses along Tate's jaw. "You wanna be good for me? Wanna be my good boy, Tate, hmm?"

His cock twitches in you as you make it to his lips, lightly biting down on his bottom lip before lifting up just enough to make eye contact.

His hips jerk up to meet yours at a particularly hard thrust of your hips. "God- Yes! Wanna be so good for you! Wan' you t' use me. Use me any way you want; I'm yours! Mmh, hah."

You slide your hands up his chest to tug at his shaggy, blonde hair. "Just lay there and look pretty for me, then, hm? Can you do that for me, my sweet, pretty boy?"

He takes a second to answer, focused on how ethereal you look straddling him; using his body as you please, knowing how to bring both of you over the edge.

That's one of his favorite things about you: When he needs you to take the lead, he knows that you'll only take what you both need. That you'll command without controlling. That you understand his vulnerability and will only push him as far as he needs you to.

A groan is punched out of Tate as you clench around him, effectively snapping him out of it. "I can- ohh..."

Satisfied with his answer, you press a searing kiss to his waiting mouth. It's all tongue and teeth but neither of you care, too wrapped up in each other to mind. You slide your hands from his hair to caress his cheek.

"Such a good boy~" You singsong as you sit back, moving your arms behind you to support your weight on his thighs as you slam your hips against his with more vigor. His moans sending shock waves down your spine, settling in your already soaked core.

His hands move to grip your hips hard enough to bruise, but all it does is spur you on.

"Fuck, fuck- Please~" He shifts underneath you, causing his pelvis to rub deliciously against your clit.

"Oh god~ Tate!" Your head drops forward at the spike of pleasure.

You grab one of his hands to bring to your clit, desperate for the stimulation again.

Determined to be the best he can be for you, his finger works in tandem with every gyrate of your hips to tighten the coil forming in your core.

Ever the expert of your body, Tate helps you spiral towards your climax faster than you anticipated. You're gasping for breath as your walls start to clamp down on his cock impossibly tighter.

Tate lets out a groan at the feeling, his head pushes back against the pillow, thumb still rubbing firm circles on your clit. His eyes glisten with unshed tears as he tries not to cum.

"Don't stop baby... oh fuck, please," His plea is hoarse and gravelly as he starts to properly slam him hips up to meet yours.

"Wasn't- AH- planning on it." You let out a breathy moan as you fight the forming burn in your thighs, trying to focus on the heat curling inside you like an inferno instead.

"Oh- Fu- I'm so close baby. Please tell me you're close too." You can hear the strain in his voice. "Wanna cum with you~"

You're tensed like a rubber band being stretched to its limits as you try to keep pace. Your legs are shaking with the exertion, and you can barely lift yourself up.

"Tate- Tate, oh god, Tate!" His name is spilling from your lips like a Hail Mary in a mixture of content and desperation.

"What do you need, beautiful?" Tate pants. "Just tell me- tell me what you need from me and it's yours."

It's now that your legs decide to give out with one last quiver, dropping you against his torso. Without missing a beat, Tate flips you on your back, resting on his forearms as he takes over.

The sound of your heavy breathing fills the room along with the obscene squelching of Tate's cock as it pistons in and out of you and it's all you can do to not scream his name for the whole neighborhood to hear.

Almost instantly, Tate's boxing you in - arms flexing beside your head as he pounds into you. Your hands pull at his hair, dragging him closer to press his searing lips to yours once more.

"Good boy," you mumble into the kiss, broken moans leave the both of you just to get swallowed by the others mouth. "So good for me~"

Tate moves to bury his face into your neck, small cries mixed in with his groans and whimpers. "I'm good? Your good boy? Only yours?"

His questions start to get more frantic as his hips start to jackrabbit; his fingers digging even further into your skin as you both near your climax.

"Pleasepleaseplease-" he whines, begging you to cum with him.

And who are you to deny him such a simple request? Especially when he asks oh so politely.

"Cum, Tate -" you gasp. "Be a good, sweet boy and cum for me?"

And he does; a wet sob rips its way from his throat as he buries himself inside you, coating your insides with the pretty pearl of his spend. The heat flooding you is just enough to tip you over the edge as well - your nails scratch down his back as your head tilts against the pillow and your thighs tighten around his waist.

[asonofpeter]

Insanity

Pairing: Jaime Reyes x F!Reader

Summary: Your lack of sleep makes it seem like you're going insane, then again, your boyfriend has an alien inside of him...maybe insanity makes sense.

Warnings: reader has emotional distress, description of skin and flesh? mentions of sleep deprivation and male genitals, SPOILERS FOR BLUE BEETLE! there's also some light SMUT but it will be labeled by 🦋 so you can skip if you want and must be 18+ to read!

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: Second part? Umm hell yeah! I gotta go see this movie again cause I wanna see Jaime wink wink. Thank you for all of those who reblogged the last part! If the smut confuses you, be aware that I'm a whore and my page mainly consists of smut. Please make sure you're 18+ when reading and enjoy! 💕💕💕

I don't consent to my work being copied, reposted, or translated.

“Where could he have possibly gone?!” you ran your fingers over your hair, tears streaming down your face as Miliagro tried to comfort you. “What the hell was that thing?” you shook your head, dumbfounded.

You had been standing, staring up at the hole in the ceiling for the last few minutes, completely dumbfounded that your boyfriend was somewhere up there. You were in hysterics compared to the rest of the family.

“Amá is calling the police, I’m sure we’ll find him,” she rubbed your shoulder, tears streaming down her face too.

A few moments later, your heart rate spiked up the moment a loud crash was heard in the dining room, the already collapsed table now housing your fainted boyfriend who was completely naked.

“Oh my god,” you gasped, hand over your mouth as you ran over to aid him but he awoke abruptly, incoherent words escaping his lips. About to stop him from moving to prevent any injury, you felt your face heat up when he stood up.

“His huevitos!” Rudy shouted, the rest of the family’s breaths hitching before Rocio and Nana started reminiscing about Jaime’s childhood. 

You stepped forward, trying to give Jaime some concealment but he pushed passed you, entirely dazed until he crashed on the couch.

“Ten, tapaló,” Rocio handed you a blanket and you quickly covered him. That’s when you all realized what was on his back. 

“That is the grossest thing I’ve ever seen,” Millie gagged beside you and you frowned at the sight of the bug fused into his back.

~

You sat at Jaime’s head on the couch, Nana waving the vapor rub in front of his nose. You combed your fingers through his hair, the smell, and your touch slowly coaxing him awake. 

His eyes opened, body jolting in shock to see all of you sitting around him. “Where?” his brows were furrowed and he stared down at himself, realization growing on him and being confirmed by a peek under the blanket. “Oh god,” he gaped, shooting up from the couch and keeping the blanket wrapped around him.

“Jaime, wait,” everyone called out, following him but he shrugged everyone off, going into his room.

“Follow him and tell him,” Millie pushed you forward and you got the message as you managed to slide into his room before he slammed the door shut.

“Jaime,” you called out, a smile forming on your face when you saw his bare ass, unable to help yourself. “You need to know something,” you wrung your fingers together, staring at the glowing blue fusion on his back. 

“Hang on, Y/N, I can explain everything. It’s all fine, this is all normal,” he struggled to put clothes on, mainly muttering to himself. “It’s all good,” he laughed, shirt in his hand as he walked over to you, a humorless laugh escaping him as he grabbed your shoulders. “I missed you,” he inhaled before leaning in and kissing you.

You were taken aback by the sudden gesture, but welcomed it nonetheless when you recalled how worried you’ve been about him. 

“Jaime,” you said when he pulled away, licking your lips as you opened your mouth to continue. “Look in the mirror,” you exhaled just as he pulled his shirt over his head.

He paused, doing as you said, his eyes widening when he got a look before a scream left his mouth.

“Just breathe, okay?” you hurried towards him before he panicked even more. “We’re gonna find a way to fix this, okay?” you grabbed his shoulders and he seemed to calm down a bit before you engulfed him in a hug.

“We’re gonna fix it,” he repeated, arms slowly wrapping around you. “I need to find Jenny”.

~

“That’s Cesar to you!” Rudy shouted at Jenny after she became the reason the Taco was ruined. 

You were all sat around the table after Jaime had driven off to go find Jenny to explain everything. You weren’t too pleased he left so suddenly, worry still raking through you from the day’s earlier event. You kept your anger under wraps, thankful to Rudy for laying it on them. 

A few moments later after hearing Rudy cry about the damage done to his truck, he came back in, fury still bubbling in his words. 

“I can’t believe you did that to my truck, after everything,” he cried. “This is all your fault,” he pointed at Jenny. “First, you put a bug inside my nephew and now my truck?!” he screamed, shaking his head.

“Wait, what’s he talking about?” Jenny darted her gaze around the table and Jaime sighed. 

“He means this,” he said, turning around and pulling his shirt over his head so she could see the blue and purple bug glowing along his spine, his flesh pink in the areas it fused to the creature.

“Oh my god,” the family shouted, Milagro gaging at the sight. You on the other hand had grown a quick immunity to the sight, your face straight as you stared at it.

“I’ve seen worse,” you and Rudy said at the same time and you shared a glance for a second before Millie butted in.

“Where?” she furrowed her brows. 

“You don’t want to know,” you said at the same time again, your gaze narrowing at him.

“What the hell is this thing?” Jaime pulled his shirt back down, leaning over the table between you and Jenny.

“It’s a scarab, given to my dad when I was a kid. It’s some type of world-destroying weapon,”  she shrugged, the sight of defeat written across her face aware that this news was not one taken well by the family.

“Great,” Jaime inhaled deeply, hands running through his hair as he walked into the kitchen.

“So did you know this was going to happen when you handed it to my brother?” Millie asked, shooting daggers at Jenny. 

“No! I swear I didn’t. The scarab isn’t activated by any person, it chooses you,” Jenny elaborated. “So that means it chose you,” she turned to Jaime, a look of disbelief on his face.

You were sitting silently beside everyone, arms crossed over your chest as you took in the information you were given. Emotions trickled through you, you were sure you’d experienced all of them at least once today, but hearing the words come out of her mouth, you couldn’t help but crack your stoic face and double over in laughter.

“That is the funniest thing I’ve ever heard, you’re joking,” you managed between laughs, the family sparing glances at each other and Jaime placed a hand on your shoulder to check on you.

“Ignore her, she hasn’t slept since yesterday. Night shift,” Millie excused you.

“Are you sure she didn’t get the alien inside her? Seems like she’s going insane,” Rudy butted in, twirling his finger by his temple to say “cookoo”. 

“Ay, Rudy,” Rocio waved him off. “As you can see she’s a little out of it from the lack of sleep”.

At her statement, the laughing stopped and you straightened up, composing yourself with a clearing of your throat.

“I’m not out of it,” you defended. You were sure you slept a good hour this morning. “I’m just finding it a little hard to believe that there’s an alien inside my boyfriend’s body, bonding to him as we speak,” you exhaled. “It’s insane!”

“It’s okay,” Jaime reassured, his other hand coming up to massage your shoulder. “You said it chose me, so how do we make it unchose me?” he asked, turning back to Jenny who had a look of softness cross over her eyes as she stared at you two.

“I’m not sure. But if I can get access to the proper technology, we can figure out a way,” she claimed. “I just need a key. It’s located at Kord Industries though,” she said, face falling. 

“I have a way in,” Rudy said. “Come on, cabezon, we’re gonna get that thing outta you,” he pointed. 

“Okay, Jenny, Rudy, and I will go. You guys stay here,” Jaime said, mainly looking at you.

“Are you crazy? I’m going with you,” you shook your head, standing up to meet him.

“Y/N, you haven’t slept since yesterday. You should sleep,” he cupped your face.

“I’m not tired,” you pulled away from him. “You’re insane if you think I’m letting you go out on this without me,” you argued. “I don’t want to miss this,” you frowned. “You have god-knows-what inside you, I should be there,” you reaffirmed, glancing at the floor.

“She’s right, mijo,” Alberto sided with you and Jaime let out a defeated sigh. 

“Okay, let’s go,” he agreed.

~

The former Kord Estate was a magnificent abandoned haven. The secret passageway entering Jenny’s dad’s lab was insane and other-worldly. Nothing about this day made sense and you only hoped there was a cure so you could get on with your lives. 

After Jaime decided a better fit of clothes would be preferred, you followed him and Jenny upstairs. You were both shown into an empty bedroom, presumably a spare one seeing as it had no personal touches added to it. 

You were staring out the window while Jaime was in the bathroom when Jenny came back with a blue tracksuit be she left, a kind smile on her face as she departed. The door shut behind her as Jaime walked from the bathroom.

“I have accelerated healing,” he brushed his fingers over his cheek and you sent him a puzzled look. “Look,” he walked closer to you to show you his perfectly unbroken skin that was red and cut only a few moments ago.

“Hmm,” you hummed. “This is still too insane to believe,” you pressed a hand to your forehead, shaking out a laugh and your boyfriend smiled before pulling you in for a hug. “Does it hurt?” you asked, referring to the scarab.

“Not really,” he shrugged before he pulled off the muscle tee, leaving him shirtless in front of you. “It looks bad, but to be honest, it feels,” he paused for a second. “Normal”.

“That’s something then,” you wrung your fingers together, trying to sound as supportive as you could.

“Hey, it’s going to be okay, alright? We’re going to get it out of me,” he rubbed your arms reassuringly and you sighed. “I love you, you know that?” he rubbed his thumb along your cheek and you nodded. 

“I love you too,” you recited. “It’s weird,” you added, glancing around the room. “The silence,” you tilted your head, able to hear nothing. “I’m now realizing I haven’t had a moment alone with you since you got back,” you chewed on your lip, cheeks heating up.

“I mean, we’re alone right now,” he suggested, a knowing look washing over his face.

“I want to savor it,” you nodded, staring into his beautiful brown eyes.

“You can do whatever you want, mi amor,” he traced patterns on your hip with his thumb. 

“I really do need the distraction,” you licked your lips, gaze falling to his lips. 

“Same here,” he swallowed. 

“I think we have time,” you added, hands coming up to wrap around his neck softly. 

“We definitely do,” he agreed, one of his hands sliding underneath your shirt. 

🦋

With that, you both leaned in, pressing your lips together in a soft gentle kiss, one filled with desperation but screamed all the reassurance you both needed.

You ran your fingers through his hair, his hand squeezing your hip as he pulled you closer.

Living with five other people in a small house wasn’t as fun as it usually was. You shared a room with your boyfriend’s sister, your boyfriend was in another city for four years previously, and now that he was back, your schedules never coincided with your night shift. To keep things quick, you and your boyfriend rarely have sex.

His hands ran over your back, one hand finding its place on your waist while the other snaked up to cup your jaw. Your moans vibrated against each other as you pressed your bodies together, closer than before.

You pulled away, guiding Jaime to sit on the closest chair before you straddled his lap. Your kiss resumed as his hands glided over your ass and under your thighs while you threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging on his curls. 

He made a move to take off your shirt and you followed through, leaving you in your bra until you got up quickly to shimmy your sweatpants off. 

“Fuck,” Jaime threw his head against the chair, frustration laced in his tone. 

“What?” you frowned, pausing in your movements. “Did you?” you led on, gaze dropping to his crotch. “It’s okay if-,” you shrugged, disappointment in your voice but his eyes shot open. 

“No! Not that,” his cheeks tinted with pink. “We don’t have a condom,” he explained, and you tilted your head up in realization. 

“Oh,” you said. “Well shit,” you exhaled. “So much for a distraction,” you bent down to pull your pants back up before you sat back in his lap, head resting against his shoulder. 

“Soon, baby, soon,” he mumbled into your hair as he placed a kiss.

🦋

You smiled, reaching up for a kiss before a knock on the door was interrupted. 

“It’s Rudy, I’m not coming in cause of last time, but we need y’all downstairs,” he shouted through the door and you couldn’t help but feel your face heat up at the thought of last time.

“We should go,” Jaime said once you heard Rudy’s steps fade away. 

You agreed, getting up to move and letting him change before you opened the door. Your boyfriend stopped you though, hand wrapped around your wrist, you glanced at him expectedly.

“I’m really glad you’re here,” he said and you grinned.

“Me too”. 

~

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[tayraedoll]

My Compliments to the Chef

Part 2 of the series- You go on your date; Alastor gives you some unusual cooking lessons and the ovens aren't the only things getting hot.

Part 1

TW: Self-consciousness, mild sexual situations, sensory deprivation, flashbacks, hurt/comfort, swearing

You stared down at the dress on your bed. It had been neatly laid out when you returned to your room the night before with a message scrawled in the most elegant handwriting you had ever seen:

Don't be late Darling - A

The dress was gorgeous- all black with a halter top, knee-length pleated skirt, and a thin belt around the middle. The fabric felt sturdy, no doubt it was expensive. He even gifted you a pair of black stilettos to pair with it.

You bit your lip nervously, of course you were nervous about going on a date with Alastor, but what caused your heart rate to spike at the moment was the thought of wearing this dress. It was definitely considered modest-to Alastor's taste- but the halter top would show the entirety of your arms...there was no way to hide the scars that littered your skin. Could you wear a jacket? Would that be considered rude?

You sighed, if you didn't get changed soon then you would be late...and you did not want to find out what Alastor would do if you kept him waiting after he explicitly told you to be on time. You paired the dress with simple silver hoop earrings and a bracelet and dabbed on dark merlot-red lipstick. Overall you looked good...if you could ignore your arms. You swiftly left the bathroom, not wanting to look in the mirror more than necessary. Snatching a small clutch you made your way to the lobby.

You caught sight of Alastor as you descended the stairs- he had traded his normal red pinstriped suit for a black one with coattails. He wore a bright red bow tie and he had pulled his hair back into a ponytail that exposed his undercut. You were so preoccupied with ogling at him that you missed a step and had to catch yourself on the railing to save yourself from an embarrassing fall the rest of the way down the staircase.

When you safely reach the ground level Alastor turns with a cheerful grin and confidently strides up to you, "You look absolutely ravishing Darling!" His hand reached for yours and gently brought it to his lips. "Give us a twirl!", he raised your hand above your head and you slowly rotated on the toe of one heel for him, a happy smile curling across your own face at his antics. "Tu es magnifique."

You blush at the barrage of compliments and nervously cough,"Shall we go then?", you start towards the door only for for the demon deer to wrap an arm around your waist.

"Nuh-uh-uh! Not that way My Dear! I would not subject you to walking in those shoes all the way across the Pride Ring. No, we shall be traveling in style!", he adjusted his bow tie and puffed out his chest. He pulled you flush against him and leaned down to whisper in your ear, "Hold on tight Darling."

You gasp as your vision suddenly went black and your feet were no longer on solid ground. Your grip on Alastor's coat was iron-clad as you reacted to the sudden weightlessness of your body. Then, just as soon as it began it was over, but instead of being in the hotel lobby you found yourself on the sidewalk outside a beautiful white-brick building. You were so busy taking in your new surroundings you didn't notice that you never let go of Alastor until he chuckled at you, "Oh! Sorry!", you jumped away from him and hid your blush by smoothing your dress down.

Alastor approached the little mouse demon hostess, she looked up at the much taller demon with a friendly smile, "Good evening Mr. Alastor sir! We have your table ready!" She hopped off her stool, barely coming up to The Radio Demon's knees, to lead the way to your dinner table.

The inside of the restaurant was just as stunning as the outside. It was all polished birch wood with black and gold accents and was dimly lit except for a small stage with a live pianist playing a relaxing tune. The chairs were dark with gold cushions, the tables adorned with white tablecloths, gold napkins, and black roses served as the centerpieces.

The hostess deftly placed the menus on the table and filled the water glasses, "Your server will be right with you!" Alastor held your chair out and motioned for you to take a seat before pushing it in.

"Oh Al, this place is breathtaking!", you take one last awed look around before unfolding your menu.

"Hmm yes, this place is certainly a bit of a hidden gem. There are certain types that won't give it a fair chance due to the staff actually."

"What do you mean?", you give him a perplexed look.

Just then, another cheerful mouse demoness approached your table, but she was significantly taller than the hostess. No, not a mouse...a rat. "Ah Alastor! I thought I heard your voice!", she chirped. "And who is it you've brought with you? She sounds lovely!", the rat turned to you then, her eyes were completely white and foggy as if she had milk on her lenses. It took you a second to understand- she was completely blind.

"Tilly, my dear friend! This is Y/N, she is a chef as well and I thought I'd bring her here tonight to experience all La Rodere has to offer", Alastor smiled kindly between you and Tilly despite her not being able to see it. "I'll just have my usual Tilly, if you don't mind. Although, perhaps a bottle of champagne instead of whiskey tonight."

"Of course! And what can I get you Sweetheart?", she faced you expectantly.

You quickly glance at the menu again,"Could I get the Poulet a la Moutard Francaise please?"

"Yes ma'am! It's a pleasure to meet you Y/N, I do hope you enjoy yourself this evening!", with that Tilly scampered off to fetch the champagne and turn in your order.

"You have impeccable taste My Dear", Alastor eyed you slyly.

"I take it that is your usual order?", you smiled over your glass of water at him.

"Correct! Now come along, or we will miss the show!", he grabbed your hand and pulled you along to the swinging doors that hid the kitchen from the dining area.

"Alastor! I don't think they would want us back there!", you admonished the chaotic demon.

"Nonsense! I join the kitchen all the time Darling! HAHAHA", he laughed at your bewildered face. "I assure you, you are in for quite a treat."

Upon entering the kitchen you were met with a small kitchen that was neatly kept. The smells of all the French cuisine hit your nose warmly causing you to take a deep breath in. Cozy- that was how you would describe this kitchen. There were three other rat demons similar to Tilly working at the space's center. Two more with the milky eyes and one with jet black eyes.

"Y/N, meet Tilly's siblings- Lilly, Billie, and Stew. They will be preparing our meals tonight!", Alastor introduced you, though none of the three chefs reacted to your presence at all. There was something that just seemed...off, but you couldn't decide what it was.

Just then, Tilly came in and joined her siblings at the center of the kitchen. A copy of the restaurants menu was laid out on the counter, she skimmed over the menu with with her fingers until she found the dish that you and Alastor chose. The rat with the beady, black eyes glanced at the item Tilly pointed to and began preparing the chicken and the mustard sauce. Once you began to get your first whiffs of the food, the third rat started blending various spices together, not using any measuring tools at all and continuously taking large sniffs at the mixture.

"What's happening Al?"

"You may be familiar with the three blind mice, but what about the four rats with only one sense each?", Alastor chuckled at you.

"One sense? What do you mean?", you ask as the rodent with the spices let out a hum of approval and mixed the blend into the dish. The beady-eyed rat then placed it in the oven to finish cooking.

"Tilly is the only one that can hear, hence the reason she takes the orders. Her sister Lilly is the only one that can see, so she begins the dish preparations and does the plating. Billie, being both blind and deaf, has a peculiar sense of smell. She does all the spice blends and knows when the dish is ready to plate and serve", Alastor explained as you watched on completely mesmerized. Just like he said, Billie clasped Lilly on the arm, which Lilly responded to by immediately pulling the food out not even bothering to temp it.

"So what does Stew do?", you nod to the last rat in the group.

"Oh, Stew has the most important job of all! Not a dish goes out that he does not taste test first!"

Lilly placed a spoon in the mustard sauce and lifted it to Stew's lips; he paused momentarily as the sauce caressed his taste buds. He reached out and felt around various spices with different tops in front of him until he found the salt which he sprinkled over the top of the dish before nodding his approval. Lilly divided the food between two plates and handed them to Tilly.

"Your dinner is ready!", she cheerfully called to the two of you. Alastor placed your arm through his and led you back to your table where your champagne was already waiting. He once again pulled your chair out for you and tucked you under the table before taking his seat.

The food was positively divine, possibly the best you had ever eaten. You chewed slowly, savoring each bite; thinking of how each individual leaned into their strengths to pull the meal together flawlessly.

"Penny for your thoughts my Dear?", Alastor broke you from your reverie.

You smirked back at him, "Are my thoughts worth so little?" Your smile softens as he laughs, but then you frown. "I feel sorry for them...I can't imagine only having one sense. Not only in everyday life but in the kitchen especially; part of what makes being a chef so fun is getting to use all the senses to create a masterpiece."

Alastor hummed thoughtfully, "I suppose, but they all get to enjoy it in their own way. The unique artistry of their preparations is a large part of why I am so fond of this place."

You reached a hand out to his slowly, allowing him time to pull away if he wanted, but he didn't as your fingers tentatively caressed the back of his hand, "Thank you for bringing me here, I feel honored that you have entrusted me with one of your secret indulgences."

His other hand came up to run his claws over your hand, you flinch back slightly when they run over the exposed, red skin of your arm. It did not hurt, but you were afraid it would repulse him. You bring your hand back to yourself and shift uncomfortably for a second, skin tingling slightly. You don't notice the crimson eyes studying your reaction.

"There's a reason I brought you here specifically, your training begins tomorrow."

Your head snaps back up to him,"What training?"

You stand there in the kitchen nervously, wondering what Alastor was going to have you make. The prospect of cooking for The Radio Demon thrilled you, there was so much that you could learn from someone with his experience. But the anxiety gnawed at you, he made it clear he was not a fan of your cooking, what were you supposed to make to impress him?

"Ah good evening My Dear!", speak of the demon himself..."What are we making today?"

Oh? He was planning on cooking WITH you?! This was an unexpected but exciting turn of events; there were so many advanced dishes he could help you with!

"OOO maybe a turducken?! I have always wanted to try making one! We could start with- OW!!", Alastor had flicked you right between the eyes rather hard, your hand flying up to rub the sore spot on your forehead.

"No, we are not teaming up to make some ridiculous frankendish monstrosity. We are here so that you can learn how to speak through your dishes. Put yourself on a plate! Now, what is something you enjoy cooking? What's a dish that you enjoy eating? Not for how pretty it is or how well you have mastered it, but something that you feel genuine emotion for? Preferably something simple."

You frowned at him, a dish you were emotional about? You had to think, most dishes that evoked any emotion in you conjured negative feelings due to failing at them. You highly doubted that's what he had in mind. After a moment, an idea finally popped into your head, "What about tuna melts? I used to make them all the time when I was in culinary school, they were fast and easy to make between classes."

"Excellent! Tell me, what are the ingredients?"

As you listed your ingredients off they suddenly appeared on the table one-by-one. After all ingredients were gathered you set out to start your prep when Alastor grabbed your arm, "Not so fast Dear, there is one more thing I did not tell you." With a snap of his fingers, your vision was suddenly non-existent. You gabbed onto the counter to ground yourself as your world suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Alastor! What the fuck are you doing?! I can't cook if I can't see!"

"Oh, but you can Darling! You just witnessed two blind rats cook yesterday!"

"Lilly did the cooking and she had sight!"

"Well, then it is a good thing I am here! I shall be your eyes today", he leaned in close, his chest just centimeters from your back. An expected shiver traveled up your spine as if his static was prickling directly at your skin. "You worry too much about aesthetic perfection, hone in on your other senses for a bit. Learn to let go."

You bit your lip in contemplation, "You won't let me hurt myself right?"

You felt more than heard his low chuckle vibrate across your shoulders, giving you another involuntary shiver. His fingers trailed down your sleeve-covered arms to where your hands still gripped the counter, "I promise no blood will be spilled this day."

Your breath hitched slightly as he dislodged your fingers from the counter, as your posture straightened you back became flush with his chest. Was he always this much taller than you? It felt like he was towering over you, his breath caressing your scalp and blowing your hair slightly. He leaned impossibly closer to you, "Now, walk me through how to make this dish."

His hands guided yours through cutting your french loaves. You focused intently on your sense of smell, trying to gauge when just the right amount of garlic was added to your butter when it became fragrant. It was hard to concentrate on the food though, with Alastor's cologne filling your nostrils with every inhale. You felt the demon flinch back slightly when you opened the cans of tuna.

"You sustained yourself by consuming cat food?", he asked incredulously.

"Hey! It's actually really good! Besides, you don't get to complain when you are a broke college student. These cans were less than a dollar each!", you laugh, reminiscing about your college days scraping together pennies just to fill your fridge.

"Hmm, perhaps you should have contemplated eating your teachers instead. The ones you didn't care for anyways."

He helped you mix and spread the tuna across the bread loaves, topping them with cheddar slices before popping them in the oven. Even when you weren't using your hands his touch lingered, as if he didn't want to let you go.

You pulled the melts out of the oven when you heard the cheese bubbling, the bread gave a satisfying crunch when you cut the sandwiches in half. Your first bite transported you back to culinary school, you could picture yourself scarfing your sandwich down before your next class began. A mixture of anxiety, determination, and exhaustion consumed you, an emotional cocktail that you were intimately familiar with during that time in your life.

"Hm! I suppose the cat food is edible", Alastor snarked from behind you as he ate his own sandwich. "It reminds me of a seafood dish we ate mixed with peas during The Great Depression, however, this is more elevated. I can imagine you struggling to get by financially and turning to this dish to satiate your hunger. I can finally taste you in this meal...good job Y/N."

You smiled at the long-awaited compliment, with another snap of his fingers your sight was restored. Sadly, that meant that Alastor stepped away from you and you lamented the loss of contact.

"Now, just two more senses to vanquish! Make sure to think of two more meals that hold a special place in your heart. Good work today my dear!", a surprised yelp ripped out your throat as his cane gently smacked your ass on his way to the door. Did he seriously just-?! But before you could confront him about it he was gone, leaving nothing but a manic chuckle behind.

The next evening you waited for the deer demon impatiently, your thumb tapping against the the opposite bicep. What was that yesterday? The memory of how close Alastor was to you played over and over in your mind. How the heat of his chest seeped into the flesh of your back, how his claws tingled as they traced down your arms. But mostly you thought of how his hands felt holding yours; how the muscles and tendons flexed as he moved you around...how the strength of them left little doubt about what others things he could make you do with so little resistance...

"My, my- someone's a bit jittery today!"

Alastor's voice made you jump, your mind scrambling to abandon the train of thought you were on.

"A-Alastor! Hi! Er-yes, just excited for our next lesson is all!", you laugh nervously. "Today I was thinking of making salmon and risotto bowls. It was what I cooked to win that scholarship to culinary school."

"Excellent choice My Dear! I must say I quite like your affinity for seafood. Now, lets begin", he snapped and your world, once again, fell dark.

"Uh Alastor? Weren't you supposed to take a different sense away? I worked blindly yesterday already!"

"Hmm yes you did, but you will find that I did take another sense away. As for your sight well...", he leaned in close, his breath ghosting the shell of your ear "...perhaps I just like you this way."

You exhale shakily, the air around you feeling thick, the tension weighing on your shoulders. You took a few deep breaths to calm your heart rate; as if sensing your distress, Alastor straightened up to put some distance between you but maintained the looming presence behind you as he took your hands and helped you through making your dish. You leaned in to smell the fish to check the seasoning when you realized you couldn't smell a thing. You were completely dependent on your hearing alone to cook. Your mind raced as you struggled to figure out a plan of action to continue.

Alastor leaned into you once again, whispering into your ear "Surrender completely, my dear listener, let the food sing you a melody. And trust me as your host of this experience, I promise I won't steer you wrong." He gently carded a claw through your hair, pulling a stand back behind your ear and leaving goosebumps along the flesh of your scalp and causing the little hairs on the nape of your neck standing on end.

You lean back against him, letting the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest ground you as you match your breathing to his. As you concentrate on inhaling, the sounds of the kitchen begin to register. You could hear the risotto gently bubbling in the pan, the popping getting closer together as the liquid reduced- telling you it was time to add a bit more stock.

"Help me add more stock to the rice and test the heat of the pan", your voice was barely above a whisper. The demon behind you responded immediately, hands gently holding your wrists leading you through the motions. The water evaporated from the pan immediately, the sharp sizzle telling you it was time to add the oil and fish.

True to his word, Alastor kept hold of you through the whole process, as soon as you told him what you needed to do based on what you heard he immediately complied. You moved through the kitchen together locked in a strange dance; the food cooking, your small whispers, and his radio static the only sounds in the small space.

You choked on your first bite, your mind immediately going back to 18-year-old you. You remembered exactly how you felt when you were announced the winner of that scholarship, the day your entire life turned around...right before it all went up in flames. You weren't even aware of the tears rolling down your cheeks until you suddenly regained vision and Alastor was right in front of you. His hands tenderly held your face as he gently used his thumbs to wipe away your tears. He stared down at you intently but with a tenderness in his eyes you had never seen before. The next thing you knew you had your arms wrapped around him, clinging to him as you sobbed into his coat. Years of trauma and repressed emotions finally letting loose, you sobbed until you had nothing else left in you. All the while Alastor just held you, never saying a word and never casting any judgement.

When your tears dried and your sobs completely quieted, The Radio Demon pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. His hand cupped your cheek as he tilted your head back to look at him, "Our final lesson is tomorrow. Think of one more meal Mon Cher."

Your hands kept running through your hair, you almost felt sick with anxiety about today's lesson. When was the last time you cried? Probably when Grandma died, and even then you hid away in the bathroom, cleaning your face at the vanity before exiting so you could be the strong, older sister that your siblings needed. And then you just fell to pieces in front of Alastor, full-on ugly cried into The Radio Demon's coat! Your face flushed in embarrassment, you'd have to apologize to him.

Time kept ticking...he always arrived right on time, but today he was officially late. Great, your emotional outburst scared him off. Your hands fisted in your hair as you clenched your teeth to swallow the frustrated growl that threatened to rip out of your throat.

Just as you were about to run out of the kitchen (again) the Overlord finally walked through the door, he was practically running at the pace he moved at. He looked a bit disheveled himself, like he was in a hurry. He's probably in a hurry to get this over with and get away from you. You shook your head, you didn't want to entertain that thought. You opened your mouth to apologize for your breakdown but he beat you to it "What is the meal today?"

"Ummm...lamb chops with garlic smashed potatoes. It was Grandma's favorite, she normally paired it with Merlot. Look Al, I'm really sorry-", you were suddenly cut off when Alastor gripped your biceps, his hold was firm but not painful. His eyes held the same intensity they did the other day.

"Do you trust me?", his eyes bored into yours, reading every micro-expression your face made as you thought of the answer.

"With my life", you murmured softly, feeling the tears spring into your eyes again. His hand came up to cup your face once more.

"Good, please remember that I will never put you in harms way. Just...trust me", you heard his fingers snap and your world entered the now-familiar darkness. It was different this time though, you stood frozen for a few seconds before you realized what was off. Your hearing also left with your vision, this is how it felt to be Billie and Stew- deaf and blind.

Alastor? Your own voice did not register in your ears; there was no way to know if you had said his name out loud at all. The only thing your ears picked up was the sound of your own blood rushing through your veins. You heard your heart rate spike as panic started to creep into your mind. Alastor!

You felt the comforting pressure of hands on your shoulders, you were so used to these hands being on you now that you were sure you'd recognize his touch in a line-up at this point. He gently pushed you down to take a seat which confused you- weren't you supposed to be cooking?

Then you felt something touch your lips, you flinched back, causing liquid to spill down your chin from the whatever it was. Long, clawed fingers gripped your jaw to force you to stay still as the liquid met your lips once more. Red wine...Merlot, just like Grandma taught you to pair with red meat. Realization finally dawned on you, your sensory assignment today was taste...and you weren't cooking but being FED.

A claw gently dipped your bottom lip, a thumb brushing over your tongue to coat it in the spice mix for the lamb. You stopped breathing completely, your mind short-circuiting at the thought of Alastor sticking his thumb into your mouth. In an act of bravery you slowly slid your tongue over the digit letting out a hum of approval at the spices that coated your palate.

A glass was slowly transferred into your hand, the Merlot serving to keep your mind occupied as he cooked. You took the time to pick each component of the wine apart- cherry, chocolate, and plum notes. A hint of blackberry and tobacco in the aroma.

Even though you were temporarily blind and deaf, you sensed when he returned to you; it was as if his static aura seeped into your skin, alerting your body to his presence even when there was no way of noticing his approach. A hand cupped your jaw and pushed on your cheeks, gently prying your mouth open. The lamb was warm, definitely medium rare based on the texture, the musky taste of the lamb paired perfectly with the garlic, salt, and pepper seasonings it was coated in. The potatoes were crispy with a warm butter flavor, sour cream and cheese used to top them. The meal felt like home- familiar and warm; memories of cooking with Grandma flashed in your head. You felt the smile that split your face, your chest vibrated with laughter that you couldn't hear.

A hand gripped yours and pulled gently, you carefully stood up and let him lead you a short distance before pulling you down again...this time onto his lap. Your heart skipped a beat, you were sitting on The Radio Demon's lap...how? why?...what was happening?

You felt your eyes dance around frantically, trying to find him in the dark, asking for him to restore your sight so you could gauge his reactions and body language to try to make some sense of what he was thinking. Then you felt them, a barely-there brush of lips against yours but definitely lips pressing to yours in a tender kiss. As quickly as they appeared they were gone; your hands traveled up along his jacket and shirt buttons before coming to a rest on his collarbones.

Suddenly, his fingers tangled into your hair and pulled your head back so that he could meet your lips more head-on. Alastor sealed this kiss with more force, holding your head so that you couldn't put any space between you two. You melted into him, parting your lips to give him access when you were caught by surprise; instead of his tongue entering your mouth a warm, full-bodied liquid tasting of cherry and chocolate poured from his mouth into yours- the Merlot. He had taken a sip of the wine and was pouring it directly into you. Your throat vibrated in a moan, his tongue quickly sweeping into your mouth once you swallowed the wine he fed you. Never had a wine tasted so good as when it came from Alastor's lips.

This dance continued a few more times, each kiss becoming more frantic and desperate with teeth gnashing together and tongues exploring every crevice of the other's mouth. You moved so you were straddling his hips, hands holding onto his lapels so he couldn't disappear on you.

The sensation of weightlessness whirled around you- his shadow magic you quickly realized. When you were grounded again your sight and hearing were restored but you didn't recognize your surroundings. You found yourself in a room of different red tones, with a large fireplace and armchairs in front of it and a desk off to the side. Beyond the typical room furnishings was a forest, the whole scene looked peculiar and distorted. How fitting for his room to resemble himself so much. You turned back to the demon whose room your inexplicably found yourself in...and he was looking back at you like you were the first meal he's seen in weeks.

Part 3 coming soon...there will be smut.

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[brain-amoeba]

i was sent this ask:

"Hello, you! can there be a headcannon where, (Scout, Sniper, demo, and my favorite Texan, engi) hugging S/o and the merc is like: “Oh no I’m in love with them” as their face is all red? And, S/o is sorta worried about them and asking “you good?” this scenario has been itching my brain for a few days lol

Anon jilly🦭🌺"

and i believe you may have forgotten to turn anon on when submitting the ask, so i still saw your url. out of respect for your anonymity, i will answer here instead of from the inbox, so hopefully it still finds you well! also i hope you don't mind i do a mini scenario for these as opposed to HCs, just to give yall a little more content :3

Mercs Getting a Big Ole Hug

Scout

-You two always had a strong bond, and a dynamic like childhood friends. It was always fun and games with Scout, and when the time came, he knew how to comfort you and be there for you albeit in his own clumsy and Scout-y way.

-It wasn't until he noticed the way the other Mercs looked at you did he start to see you as more than just a friend--he now became acutely aware of how soft your skin felt when it brushed up against his, the way your hair perfectly framed your face, every small detail about you, and he couldn't believe he never noticed any of this before.

-It was your day off, and as usual, you spent it with Scout. The two of you tired yourselves out playing catch outside, as well as other fun roughhousing typical of your other pastimes. While running for the ball, you tripped and fell forward, but Scout was quick enough to catch you, and held you in a tight embrace. You instinctively wrap your arms around his torso and bury your head in his chest. He maintains his grip on you, but his face is as red as his uniform--all of a sudden the outside air feels cramped and he's getting clammy. It was like getting hit with his own Atomizer: all the times he's admired every little thing about you coming together all at once to beat him over the head with the realization that he was in love with you.

-You finally let him go, looking up at him and yelping a bit in surprise. "Scout?! What happened to you? Should we go see Medic?!" You ask frantically, concern showing on your scrunched features as you took in Scout's seemingly-ill state. "N-Nah, I'm okay, really! More than that, actually...I feel amazin'." He gazed at you with a softness you hadn't yet seen before, but it sparked a warmth in your heart and your tummy that you didn't oppose.

Sniper

-Sniper wasn't exactly one for PDA, let alone physical touch. Just didn't tickle his fancy. But you, something about you gave Sniper the desire, for the first time in ages, to hold, touch, and generally be around someone of his own volition. But for some reason, he just couldn't find it in himself to act on those desires. Whether it be his own deeply-instilled professionalism or cowardice, he couldn't tell. Whatever it was, all he knew was him being afraid of scaring you off. So he did nothing. The minimal interactions with you now would suffice, and his imagination could do the rest.

-You weren't exactly having the best day. Just yesterday, you scuffed a one-on-one encounter with an enemy merc that cost your team the mission, and today's target practice was not kind to you either. You found yourself alone on the range, tears of frustration pooling in your [color] eyes as you trudged along to set up the target dummy Sniper once again. Overwhelmed by frustration, you found yourself hugging the Sniper dummy for even the slightest sense of comfort, dropping your rifle to the dust below with a thud. The real Sniper, who had volunteered to check on you, heard the sound of your rifle hitting the ground as he left the base. The impact immediately spiked his adrenaline and caused the worst thoughts to run through his mind. He quickened his pace, almost falling over in place once he beheld the scene. Sniper couldn't help but feel a tug on his heartstrings watching you embrace the dummy of him. A warm flush crept its way to his rugged features as he realized the depth of his feelings for you way-exceeded his expectations.

-It's now or never, he thought to himself, finally finding the courage to approach you. He put a large gloved hand on your shoulder, eliciting a fearful shriek from you. Your face reddened with embarrassment, stammering as you tried to come up with a good excuse for your behavior. Wordlessly, Sniper wrapped you up in a tight embrace which immediately soothed your worries. "Shhh. It's alright, roo. Don't cry, now." He spoke just above a whisper, and despite being there to comfort you, he himself was trembling with anxiety at what he's just done. When you finally gathered yourself and parted from the Aussie's embrace, your eyes widened. "Sniper! What's gotten into you?!" He looked down at you with a slight smile, as if it would conceal the way his heart pounded in his chest.

"You have, sheila."

Demoman

-He wasn't always drunk! Okay, maybe he was, but that didn't mean he was always unaware. He was especially aware of a certain little merc who always took him to bed, always got him water, and always made sure to wish him a goodnight, even when the rest left him to drink himself to oblivion. He thought of you very fondly, like a close friend more than just a colleague. You were the first of the bunch to ever show a genuine compassion for him and actually attempt to care for him even in his drunken state (and he knew that was no easy feat).

-It was another night like always, the rest of the team off taking care of their own business while Demo had some precious one-on-one time with his scrumpy, this time accompanied by you! And you were actually drinking with him! It was the weekend, after all, and you decided what the hell, why not, and let your hair down a little. While not nearly as intoxicated as your Scottish companion, you definitely felt the buzzy warmth of drunkenness sneaking up on you. You felt more bubbly, confident, and silly. You gazed upon Demo fondly as he slurred through stories of missions, both failures and successes.

-Right as he was getting to the story's climax, he raised his arms above his head for dramatic affect, and you impulsively leapt into them. "Awwe Tavichhh, I wuv when you tell stowiesss" you mumbled into his chest, arms wrapped tightly around his torso as if he'd leave you any second. The sudden show of affection almost sobered Demo up a bit, but he quickly dropped his arms and returned your embrace. In his drunken state, the warmth of your body against his felt like fire, and he couldn't help but notice the way you fit perfectly into him. Demo soon grabbed your shoulders, moving you back to meet his gaze. The sudden serious look on his face sent a shiver down your spine. "D-demo! What's the matter?!" He took in your flushed face as if he were looking upon the Mona Lisa herself before finally speaking, "Oh it's nothin, lass. I just enjoy lookin' at ye."

Engineer

-You were lucky enough to get some time off when you were informed this go-round of contracts did not include you. To your surprise, they didn't include Engie, either. You discovered this when you bolted for the workshop in a panic as you realized your prized headphones were destroyed! You were about to go on a walk before fishing them from your backpack and soon met with the disappointment of your prized possession in tatters--wires frayed, and hanging down almost mockingly.

-As you busted through the double doors of Engineer's workshop, he jumped in surprise, nearly dropping his wrench. "Well howdy to yourself too, darlin'!" He regained his bearings and approached you with a chuckle. "What's got you in such a tizzy, hm?" You simply raised the broken pair of headphones up*, looking at him like a lost puppy. "M-my headphones are destroyeeeddd!" You whined. Engie, behind his goggles, looked at you with a twinge of pain in his eyes just from hearing how distraught you were. Though he was empathetic to your "loss", he couldn't help but admire how adorable you sounded when you whimpered, and got a bit of an ego-boost from how you immediately came to him for aid. Engie took the headphones from you, inspecting them closely as he set them down on a nearby workbench. "Y'know, dear, these might not be a lost cause...let's see what some good ole fashioned Texan ingenuity can do!" He assured you with a sly smile.

-You fidgeted nervously as you watched over his shoulder while he tinkered away on your poor headphones. "Can I get you somethin' to drink darlin'? Maybe some water?" Engineer didn't take his eyes off the headphones as he spoke, currently re-twisting and wrapping wires before getting to work on the broken frame of the device. "I'm okay, thank you, Engie..." Truthfully, you were just too nervous to take your eyes off of the headphones while Engineer repaired them. Of course, you trusted his skillful hand, but with them being such a meaningful item to you, you couldn't help but hover over his shoulder and watch. Suddenly, Engie spoke up again, this time with a command-- "Close your eyes, dear." Nervously, you did as you were told. Engineer turned to face you, gently placing the repaired headphones on your head. Your eyes shot open and hands immediately went up to feel the newly repaired device now muffling your hearing.

-Without a second thought, you pulled Engie into a tight embrace. "Engie, you're the best!! Thank you so much!" You exclaimed, nuzzling his chest a bit as the two of you embraced. His large gloved hand gently caressed your back, giving it a slight pat in response to your praise. While Engineer typically maintained a relaxed exterior, internally, he was practically melting. A proper southern gentleman such as himself couldn't be indecent in the presence of a lady, but the fog on his goggles and pink in his cheeks said otherwise. You pulled away, removing the headphones. You went to inspect them further, but the sight before you stopped you dead in your tracks. "Engie?! You feeling alright??" He looked like he was about to pass out--and he felt like it, too.

-Engineer simply nodded, placing his ivory-colored cowboy hat on your head in response.

*this is exactly what i envisioned for this scene btw

[bluegalaxygirl]

The Vinsmoke family meet their niece (Zosan X reader) P2

Plot: While out shopping with Zoro and Sanji your baby girl Kuina gets tired so you take her back to the sunny only to bump into the three Vinsmoke brothers.

Warning: Violence, Blood, Injuries, bad language and Making out

Reader is female and for this i gave her the ability to control Snakes that come form tattoo's on her arms, she can change the size of them but they are also connected to her emotions, Kuina is 8 months old and has Sanji's eyebrows and blonde hair but your eyes and skin tone.

Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

P1

After getting your snake out Ichiji dropped your baby to avoid the attack her little body wrapped in a blanket hits the floor and her screams make your heart and mind shatter. Your snake's eyes change form round to slit feeling your pain and the overwhelming need to protect it attacks anything it can besides you and the baby. You're overwhelming emotions causing it to go out of control and soon burst out the top of the warehouse as Niji electrocutes it and Ichiji fires red light at it, the fight causes a big explosion making the snake scream in pain as it falls aside and into a nearby building. You manage to pull the red spikes out despite the pain and shakily walk over to your baby as she lay on the floor screaming her little lunges out, you can't help but cry as you drop to you knees next to her on. Blood dripping from your hands, legs and mouth but you reach out running your finger tips over Kuina's cheek leaving some of your blood behind. You want to hold her so badly but you can't pick her up in case she's hurt, you don't want her to hurt.

"You bitch" Yonji yells out running at you but you put up your other hand out and make your fingers into fangs. The tattoo snake on your arm leaps out and tried to sink its teeth into him while wrapping its growing body around him, but he manages to throw it off only for it to lunge at him shoving him through the side of the building. The two snakes team up to attack the three man pushing them further away form you while attacking anything that gets in their way. The sound of screaming people, building falling apart and your snakes hissing in a scream like sound falls on def ears, all you can hear is your crying daughter, her cheeks red and tear stained as she wriggles on the floor "Shhhh, it's ok baby... mommy's here. Oh, sweetie i'm so sorry" you cry leaning over your baby unable to control your cry's and the snakes that just left you. You kiss her forehead and listen to her scream and cry, it hurts you, it hurts more than the pain in your limbs and stomach.

You sat there for a while not knowing what to do, your baby cry's but your in too much pain to move and you dont want her to slip out of your hands due the blood. You flinch as a hand touched your shoulder, looking up you jab your nails into the person only for them to grab your hand. You glare at the girl in front of you but you soon relax a little at realizing who it is "Reiju?" you ask not believing that the Pink haired girl is actually in front of you "It's ok, i'm here to help, let me help you" her voice is so soft and it calms you down a little but you put your focus back on your crying baby "Kuina, please help her" you gulp trying to stop the tears as the pink haired girl nods and looks over your baby with a smile. You move over a little, so she can see but you watch her every move "She's beautiful, and she's ok, just a little bump, it's a good thing she's crying" she smiles stroking the baby's head and wiping away her tears "He dropped her" You whisper not convinced your baby's ok, Reiju takes your hands and starts bandaging them up "I think my blanket took most of the fall, you have a doctor on the ship right? so i'm sure she'll be fine with him" her words were so kind, you remember meeting her a few times, she helped luffy and even though she hardly said anything to you she always had this sweetness about her even when she tried to hide it around her brothers and farther.

You watched your baby start to calm down as she finishes bandaging your other hand. "Thank you" you suddenly say getting her attention "For the gift basket and card, Sanji was so happy and Kuina loves her blanket, carry's it everywhere with her" you smile your eyes locking with your baby girl, Reiju smiles back helping you sit back against a wooden create before picking your baby up and puts her in your arms. Holding your baby again felt amazing, she stopped crying as she looked at you feeling safe in her mothers arms, You felt relief seeing she was ok but you did wipe the blood you left off her cheek. Reiju checks the rest of your body soon getting to your stomach which you hiss at in pain throwing your head back into the crate while gritting your teeth "Sorry, you probably have internal bleeding, i'm going to give you an injection to stop it but your doctor will need to know.. Sorry this is going to hurt" she states taking out a needle before stabbing it into your stomach, you grunt and grit your teeth at the pain but it soon stops when she pulls it out and takes care of your legs. You look up at the broken ceiling and then around you see the damage your snakes have done, the sound outside is still going on, loud hissing and buildings breaking, you can stop them but you have to get up and tell them but a part of you doesn't want to, they were brought out to take down Sanji's three brothers, and they won't stop until they are dead or you pass out.

You bring your focus back to your baby her beautiful eyes looking up at you and when you smile down at her she smiles back with a small giggle. You turn your attention to Reiju who's bandaging your legs up the best she can, blood stains the ground around you. You feel tired and the need to pass out is almost overwhelming so you gently place a kiss on Kuina's head before laying her on the floor, you don't want to drop her if you do pass out. "Come by the sunny later" you smile leaning against the crate looking down at he pink haired girl who stops in shock before looking up at you "What?" she asks confused why would you invite her to the ship. "I want Kuina to meet her aunt properly, so please, if you can come by later" your eyes start closing as you talk, you hoped to stay awake longer but before you could hear her answer darkness took over, there was one thing you noted though, for some reason a tear feel down the pink haired girls cheek.

Zoro and Sanji run following the snakes as they get smaller and smaller until they were just normal looking snakes, they slithered into a warehouse that looked almost destroyed and up your arms again going back to normal tattoo's as you lay on the floor your arm around Kuina who was awake and playing with your fingers. "Y/N, Kuina" Sanji and Zoro yell out running to you two, Sanji looks you two over before picking up Kuina who reaches out for him. "Hay sweet heart" The cook tears up holding the baby close in his arms, relief washing over him at seeing his baby unharmed. Zoro gently rolls you over and sits you up a bit but you don't wake up, he looks you over confused your wounds are bandaged up and cuts are stitched closed, someone was just here and took care of you. "Is Kuina ok?" Zoro asks looking over at his daughter "Yea, yea, she's fine" Sanji sighs standing up as Zoro carefully picks you up in his arms and stand up. The cook walks closer and looks you over, your passed out but your not bleeding. Zoro looks around the warehouse seeing the mess and blood on the floor, it makes his blood boil, not only did they hurt Sanji in the past, but they tried to kill you and hurt his baby. "What's that?" Sanji asks snapping Zoro out of his thoughts as the cook reaches into the strap on your shoulder pulling out a piece of paper holding Kuina with one arm. The two walk out while Sanji reads getting a little teary eyed when seeing its Reiju who helped you and his baby. "Guy's what happened?" Nami yells out running towards them along with Chopper, Luffy and Franky "We need to get them back to the ship, Kuina has a head bump and Y/N has internal bleeding" Sanji runs over to the group handing Chopper the letter as Zoro runs up behind him trying not to shake you too much as he runs.

You feel sore all over and the light on your face isn't helping things but you force your eyes open a little, the light blinding making your head hurt but you soon manage to adjust and see a white ceiling "Kuina" you call out your voice sore as you try and talk "Hay love it's ok, she's here" Sanji comes into view bending over you and running a hand over your cheek, you turn your head to the side seeing Zoro holding your awake baby girl who's playing with his earring's. You reach a hand out for your baby but you can't reach so Zoro pulls up a chair with his free hand and sits in it next to the bed and leans over so you can touch your daughter. You run your fingers over her back with a small smile, your baby turns around and takes your finger in her small hand "she ok?" you ask trying to sit up, Sanji helps you sit up being careful of your stomach in the process "Yes she's fine we're worried about you" Zoro looks you over seeing you struggle but at least your awake. Once your comfy Sanji sits on the edge of the bed and holds your other hand "What did they do to you? To Kuina? and don't tell me it was nothing because your snakes have never acted like that, even on Wano, they attacked us" Sanji asks his eyes sad and full of worry, you squeeze his hand and look at the two with worry "What? They attacked you? I-i'm sorry, d-did they hurt you?" You panic a little, you never thought they would that "No baby were fine, we handled them, but they did a good job kicking their asses" Zoro laughs making Kuina smile and giggle too. "My love, please tell me what happened, why did they attack you?" Sanji leans closer wanting to know.

You sigh and rub your thumb over his hand "They said your dad wasn't happy, i wasn't targeted or anything, and he didn't ask them to go after me they just saw me and thought" You stop yourself flashes of what they did coming back, Zoro places a hand on your shoulder as you continue "They only hurt me they didn't hurt her....until i, Oh god it's my fault, i'm sorry baby" you start crying, tears streaming down your face as you lean over to kiss your baby's hand, you remember her screams and her falling to the floor "I'm sorry, i should have kept my mouth shut" you place your forehead in your baby's arm before being pulled into a hug by Sanji who shushes you as he holds you "It's not your fault love" Sanji soothes stroking your hair and kissing your forehead "Yes it is... she'd be ok if i kept my mouth shut. They talked so badly of you and once i started i couldn't stop... it's my fault" Zoro places his hand on your cheek moving closer to you "Hay don't you dare... you're a fighter, she's not hurt, you protected her" Zoro leans over showing the back of Kuina head by moving some hair out of the way. "See, not even a scratch" He whispers as the baby fusses in his arms a little, You reach up and run your fingers over her hair sighing in relief, there no bump or redness. You manage to stop crying and pull away from Sanji "You did great love" The cook leans down placing his lips on yours for a light kiss, you kiss back with a small smile before pulling away and taking Kuina form Zoro.

Your hands still hurt but you don't care, you pull her to your chest and let her play with your head as you kiss her head and hold her close. "I'm so sorry love" Sanji leans in placing a kiss on the back of Kuina's head "We didn't realize you were gone until we talked with Nami" Zoro puts a hand on the cooks shoulder trying to reassure him "This is no ones fault but those three" The swordsman was right but you both couldn't help but feel guilty in some way "And when i see them, i'm going to kill them" You let out a laugh at the swordsman's words "I'll join you" You reply as Zoro places a kiss on your cheek with a smile "Make that three" Sanji joins in squeezing your hand and placing his other hand on the swordsman's leg, Kuina pulls away form your shoulder and babbles a little making Zoro laugh stroke her head "Yea, you'll kick their asses too won't you?" You hand the baby back to Zoro who holds her up as she giggles "Your gonna get them yea?" he asks nuzzling her belly making her laugh. You smile at the two as he brings her down into his chest only for your baby girl to try and eat his earring's, he pulls her away as she gets annoyed at him and shakes his head at her. "You want to come and eat with the crew?" Zoro asks you before standing up with Kuina "I think someone's hungry" he laughs as Kuina starts trying to put his earnings back in her mouth, but he pulls his head away again. You nod as Sanji helps you to the edge of the bed where you sit for a second feeling pain shoot through you stomach "You ok?" Zoro ask watching you wince a bit in pain "Yes just sore but i can walk" you nod about to get up only for Sanji to pick you up bridle style "My queen doesn't walk" Your cook smiles down at you, holding you as you all head to the kitchen.

The kitchen was lively as you sat at the table closest to the door, your baby in her high chair at end of the table, she was starting to eat solid food now, it used to just be baby food that Sanji would make but now she eats all sorts of course through the day you still give her a bottle, but she seems to prefer sold foods now. Sanji sits across form you eat and some times helping his baby eat while Zoro sits next to the cook, the food was made by Sanji while you were out but Nami and Robin were kind enough to take over, so he could sit with you and Kuina in the medical room. You were snapped out of your loving look to your boys by a knock on the kitchen door. Things suddenly go quiet around the table as everyone looks at the door. You could make out a figure through the door window lightly smiling you stand up "Babe/Love" The boys call standing up too but you walk round and place your hand on Sanji's shoulder with a bright smile "It's ok, i know who it is, don't worry" you move to the door and open it to see the pink haired sister Reiju standing there. You step aside and let her in, Sanji's eyes widen upon seeing his sister walk in as the others smile at her and wave, Zoro looks over to her with a small smile while your baby looks up at Sanji then to Reiju. "Sis?" Sanji asks stepping closer as the pink haired girl rubs her arm a little not sure how to react or what to do "Thank you" Sanji smiles hugging his sister as you move to sit back down. She tenses a little before hugging back slightly looking around the room over his shoulder.

The room goes back to normal, people laughing and eating as Sanji talks with his sister for a minute before bringing her over to the table. Her eyes land on you then to Kuina who is still looking up at her in amazement before smiling and reaching her arms out to the woman blabbering away. "You want to hold her?" you ask making her jump a bit at your question "I-urm... sure" Reiju sighs giving in to what she really wants, Sanji take the bib off Kuina and picks her up handing her to his sister who holds your baby close, Sanji helping her since his sister has no idea what she's doing. The baby giggles a little and reaches for the pink hair running her hand through it but not grabbing or pulling, "You were passing out when you asked me to come, i didn't know if it was still ok" Reiju whispers looking to you as you gave her a warm smile "I meant every word i said" you reply making Reiju finally smile, her eyes watering a little as she looks down at the baby in her arms "Are you ok sis?" Sanji asks worried about his sister, he had no idea what you two were talking about but at least it made his sister smile "I'm an auntie... she's beautiful Sanji, I hope she grows up to be just as kind and loving as you" The pink haired girl looks up at her brother with a big smile making the cook tear up and hug his sister.

With dinner over it was now only you, Zoro, Sanji, Kuina and Reiju in the kitchen, Zoro sat next to you with his arm around your shoulder as Sanji sat next to his sister who was still holding the baby girl "I'm really sorry this happened" The pink haired girl sighs looking over at her brother "I knew farther was mad but, i didn't think this would happen" Sanji places a hand on his sisters shoulder giving her a sad look "Your farther didn't plan this" you state leaning into Zoro as the girl looks up at you a little surprised, she wasn't convinced her farther had nothing to do with this but then again the three boys have acted out of impulse before and a need to impress their farther. "Bu- bu" Kuina calls out while playing with one of the wings on Reiju's costume making her giggle "Is that my name now?" she asks the baby who repeats the name "I'm guessing she's trying to say butterfly, right?" Sanji asks leaning into place a kiss on the baby's head as she smiles and pats the wing in her hands. Zoro lays his head on your shoulder watching Sanji and his baby feeling more relaxed now that its all over. A snail phone goes off Reiju jumping a little before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a very small snail phone, she hands the baby to Sanji before standing "I should go" She seems to panic a little but Sanji stands and grabs her arm "Wait, you just got here" Zoro stands too walking over to Sanji and taking the baby off him "It's farther" Reiju sighs the phone still ringing in her hand.

Sanji's eyes turn to anger "I want to talk to him" The cooks blood boils only for Zoro's hand to pull the cook away form his sister "I don't think thats a good idea" Sanji glares at the swordsman wanting to berate his farther for almost killing you and his baby, it doesn't matter if he had nothing to do with it. "Zoro's right, please don't" You stand up the pain killers wearing off but you hold back the pain trying stop another fight with the Vinsmoke family. "Fine i won't say anything but i want to hear what he has to say" Sanji steps back crossing his arms over his chest. Reiju sighs looking down at the phone before answering it "What took you so long?" You sit back down holding your stomach feeling a little sick at hearing that voice again "I'm sorry i was busy sorting ou-" Reiju try's to make up an excuse that doesn't involve any of the straw hats only to be interrupted by her farther "Yea, i heard about the mess they've caused, what happened?" He sounded angry but it was a good thing he didn't know much. Sanji bits his tongue his face going red from anger as Zoro pulls him into his chest to try and calm the cook down while holding Kuina in his other arm. Reiju sighs putting on a stoic face as she talks "The three got into a fight with a local who disrespected them, My apologies for not being there when it happened" A sigh can be heard from the snail phone "Don't lie to me"

Your heart drops as you look at the phone "I know you want to protect your brothers but lying to me isn't going to get you anywhere. Tell me what happened" His voice got louder and more angry as he talked, Reiju looks at the three of you giving a sorry look since she has no chose but to tell him what happened, she knows that her farther most likely knows the three brothers had a run in with the straw hats otherwise he wouldn't be this mad over a destroyed village. "They attacked some of the straw hats" she states hearing silence on the other end indicating that he wanted more, she sighs before continuing "Y/n and her daughter and then later Sanji and Zoro" There's another moment of silence before the man grumbles "Are they dead?" His question causes Sanji to pull away form zoro to yell only for the swordsman's hand to go round the cooks mouth holding it, so he can't talk. You slowly stand and make your way over to take Kuina while Zoro restrains a very angry and fighting Sanji. "No, there alive, all of them" Reiju answers watching as her brother struggles against Zoro and you back away holding your Kuina "Good, those boys i told them to leave it" Sanji stops fighting at hearing the mans words "That boy is no longer my son so it shouldn't affect us" You glare at the phone in the pink girls hand as it talks "Yes i was mad when i found out since it technically is a part of our blood line now but it doesn't carry our name. We'll at least have some separation, now get back here and bring your brothers, i need a word with them" The phone clicks off and you sigh in relief glad that its all over, and he didn't know that you all were in the room.

"I'm sorry" The pink haired girl sighs putting the snail phone back in her pocket "You've got nothing to be sorry for, you handled that well" You smile at her walking over to give her a pat on the shoulder which she smiles at and runs a finger over your daughters cheek. "You gonna stop?" Zoro asks Sanji his hand still around the cooks mouth and holding Sanji's back and arms to the swordsman's chest, Sanji sighs no longer struggling and nod, the green haired man lets go of the cooks who turns and rubs the back of his head "Sorry" The blonde sighs as Zoro rubs his back "I know, i hate him too" Zoro has never met Vinsmoke Judge but that doesn't mean he can't hate the man "I should go, i'm really sorry about all of this" Reiju turns to her brother who walks over and gives her a hug "Thank you sis, I'm happy for you to visit us any time, just don't bring them" Sanji pulls away earning a smile and a nod from his sister "It was a pleasure meeting you" Reiju runs a hand over Kuina's head as she starts to fall asleep in your arms. She nods to you and Zoro before leaving the kitchen and the ship. "Are you ok?" you ask placing a hand on Sanji's shoulder, he looks a mess "I-I don't know, i'm just glad you and the baby are ok" The cook pulls you into a light hug being careful of the sleepy baby in your arms and your stomach, Zoro sigh and walks over putting his arms around you and Sanji kissing the cooks cheek "Everything's ok now, plus you got to see your sister" You smile up at the cook before leaning up to place your lips on his, he gladly kisses back running a hand up and down your back. Sanji pulls away and looks at Zoro leaning over and placing a kiss on the swordsman's lips who gladly kisses back.

"There's nothing to worry about now, their safe" The swordsman pulls away to speak looking down at you and Kuina who is now fully sleep in your arms, Sanji looks down at his daughter in your arms and smiles looking over her cute face, her rosy cheeks and how her lips part as she breaths "Sanji" Zoro finally manages to get the cook's attention as you giggle a little "Lets head to bed" The swordsman pulls away form you two heading to the kitchen door and opening it for you all. You walk out followed by Sanji who keeps a hand on your waist, turning the corner you see Usopp and Franky cleaning up after fixing the side of the ship "I didn't think it was that bad" You get there attention both looking up at you and Kuina "It was mostly internal, were done now, so she can sleep" Franky whispers moving some stuff out of the way for you "night" Usopp waves as you walk past them followed by Sanji and Zoro. Once your in the room you place Kuina down in her crib and head over to your chest of draws to get changed, Sanji leans on the side of the crib watching his sleeping daughter and taking her blanket away since she shouldn't have it while asleep. Zoro watches you take your top off struggling a bit so he heads over and helps you throwing it in the washing basket and running his hand over your bandaged stomach. You look over your shoulder at him seeing his face worried and slightly angry "It's ok" You whisper turn to face him and cup his face prying his eyes away form your stomach "Everything's ok" You lean closer placing your lips on his.

Zoro steps closer placing his hand behind your head while running his tongue over your lower lip, you open your mouth for him your tongues meeting as he hums into you enjoying the kiss you both share before pulling away. He helps you get dressed being careful of your injuries and then walks you to bed and helps you in, Sanji finally pry's his eyes away from his daughter and gets changed then crawling into bed and laying his head on your shoulder kissing your neck "I love you Mi amour" The cook whispers making you smile "I love you too darling" you whisper back placing a kiss on his forehead as Zoro gets into bed on your other side and kisses your shoulder wrapping his arm around you and onto Sanji's waist "I love you too Hunk" you look over at the tired green haired man beside you who lightly kisses your lips "I love you both" The swordsman lays his head down on the pillow next to you closing his eyes to fall sleep, "I love you too Zo" Sanji smiles running a hand up the swordsman's arm thats over your hips. The three of you lay there feeling relaxed now that the day is over but also exhausted soon falling asleep.

[cottoncandy-cult]

Accidents Almost Happen

Aizawa X Daughter! Reader

The 5-year-old girl skipped her way down the halls of UA, making her way outside to find her father. She had overheard that he was outside with his class, and that the students would be sparring. Though she wasn't sure what this meant, the laughter she had heard from the two teachers in question made her believe it was some kind of game.

Little (Y/n)'s hair swayed as she managed to walk out of the large building, she saw a large group of people that were in a circle. Her father had seen her but, unfortunately, he had spotted his little girl too late. When she arrived Todoroki and Bakugou were sparring. What made it so unfortunate? Todoroki had launched a series of large ice shards, Bakugou had deflected them but this cause several to fly towards the girl.

But someone else had noticed the girl as well, and in moments his large body had engulfed her. All she saw was a flash of red before she was pulled into this hug, with the help of their quirk the spikes shattered on impact. "(Y/N)!" The fight had stopped the moment Aizawa called out, he rushed over as Kirishima slowly stood up. Sure, his back still hurt a little from the sudden impact, but it was nothing he'd complain about.

"She's ok Sensei." Kirishima smiled as the little girl ran right to her father, of course Aizawa had scooped up the little girl and held her close. The class had stared in amazement and confusion, amazed by their sensei's display of emotion and confused as to who the little girl was. Even still Kirishima had been congratulated, he saved the little girl from being impaled.

"(Y/N) what are you doing out here, you know you're supposed to be in the daycare." Being a single parent Aizawa took advantage of the school's day care, many of the teachers had children that weren't old enough to be alone. "I missed you daddy; I heard you were playing a game and I wanted to see." She gazed at him with glossy innocent eyes, unaware of just how much danger she had put herself in. With a sigh Aizawa turned to Kirishima, the young man could see the raging emotions within the frightened father. "Thank you, Kirishima... You saved my daughter despite the risk to yourself."

Kirishima simply smiled to his teacher, bowing slightly. "I'm training to be a hero; what kind of hero would leave a child to die." Aizawa gave a tired smile, the little girl gazed at Kirishima before smiling and reached for him. This of course surprised her father, (Y/N) never usually let anyone else hold her. Of course, Kirishima didn't deny her, he held her close to him and chuckled as the young girl buried her face in the crook of his neck. "You smell good..."

As young (Y/N) cuddled with Kirishima, Aizawa decided it was time to confront his class, who had surprisingly stayed calm and quiet and let the tired man calm down. "Class... This little girl is my daughter (Y/N). I apologize for the interruption; she isn't usually so rebellious." He raised an eyebrow as Bakugou stepped forward, he wore his usual irritated face but there was also a hint of disappointment. "I apologize for placing her in danger, I should have noticed her and been more careful with my actions." This left the class in awe, Bakugou never usually cared for anything but himself. But those close to him know he does have a sense of honor, placing a child in danger so recklessly made him disappointed in himself. He thought he was more observant than that, how can he brag about being the best if he couldn't even see the girl in his peripheral.

"Thank you Bakugou, though it isn't your fault. You're still training, and you weren't prepared for something like this, don't be so hard on yourself." Bakugou had simply nodded then looked away, the sound of soft snores had drawn everyone's attention. (Y/N) had fallen asleep against Kirishima. The class struggled to hold their laughter and remain quiet, even after all of this and nearly giving her father a heart attack, it turns out it was all for a nap. The only fraise that could come to mind, like father like daughter.

[demonsky]

⚠️WARNING! ⚠️

• There are scenes of violence in both written and visual form.

•Sensitive people are not recommended to read this

•This content is not intended for children.

•Sufficient scenes of gore.

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PART 1: WHERE IS FLUTTERSHY?

Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Applejack agreed to meet at the Golden Oak Library with Twilight and Spike on Wednesday.

Two days later, the friends gathered, but not all of them. Fluttershy was not there.

Twilight: Why is Fluttershy late?

Applejack: She didn't tell us. Let's go to her house, maybe she forgot about it.

Everyone agreed.

On the way, they talked about different things that had happened in the past 2 days, and at one point, Twilight brought up a topic.

Twilight: Have you heard about the number of patients at Ponyville Hospital?

Rainbow Dash: Why?

Twilight: A lot of ponies come in feeling like their eyes are falling out of their heads. The eyes of these ponies turn reddish. No one knows what to do.

Rarity: Maybe it's some kind of allergy?

Twilight: The doctors say they don't know what it is. We can only guess.

Spike: I think it's an allergy, too.

Pinkie Pie: Hmm. What if something in the food they ate caused this effect? Applejack said the harvest wasn't very good this year. But...

Applejack: Yes, unfortunately, it was.

The girls went to the door of Fluttershy's house and knocked on it.

Twilight: Fluttershy, are you in there?

Twilight saw that the door was open. She did not see anyone behind the door.

The ponies entered the house and heard sounds from the second floor. Rainbow Dash was the first to run to the second floor. The others ran after her.

Fluttershy was sitting in the corner of the bedroom.

Rainbow Dash: Fluttershy! Are you all right? Where are your wings?

Rarity: Fluttershy. Dear, is something wrong?

Rainbow Dash walks over to Fluttershy.

Rainbow Dash: Hey, Flut...

Fluttershy turned around and attacked Rainbow Dash. Fluttershy's eyes were red, there was some black liquid around them, Fluttershy's fur and mane hair were falling off, and she had elongated abnormal limbs all her bones were visible through her skin, and most of her teeth were missing from her mouth. She had no wings.

Applejack: Rainbow! No!

Fluttershy lifted her hoof and instantly crushed Rainbow Dash's head, what was left of Rainbow Dash's head looked like minced meat. The ponies turned around and ran away from the house screaming, leaving the door open. Afterwards, Fluttershy lowered her head and started chewing on the meat of Rainbow Dash's head.

Pinkie Pie: What was that!!!?

Twilight: We need to tell Princess Celestia about this!

Rarity: Should we run to her?

Twilight: No, that would take too long. Let's go to the library and send a letter!

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Spinoff Story Vampire & Vampire Hunter part 12

Warnings: human being Turned, traumatic past events, blood & gore, mention of death, alcohol

An anon awhile back asked to learn about Alex's traumatic past, so here it is! The very reason why Alex is so shady about his past as a human, and why he doesn't like talking about it/mentally blocked it out. This one's extra long, so enjoy!

He understood what Mallory meant now, more than his pride wanted to admit.

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Flashback: How Alex was Turned (gives some insight into his traumatic past)

Alex was stumbling away in the dark of the night, laughing and joking with his two friends who had spent the night drinking and partying with him to celebrate his 26th birthday. It had been fun, but left everyone feeling spent and tired. A symptom of good times had by all.

"Thank you all, for giving me this," Alex laughed giddily, face flushed from alcohol. He wasn't usually a drinker, but tonight was special, so he'd allowed himself to get carried away.

"Of course! It's not every day you turn 26!" His redhead friend Jacob slurred chipperly. "You're almost getting too old for parties!" Alex gave him a playful shove, sending Jacob staggering with a laugh.

"Uh, guys? Who's that, and why do they look like some creepy king of darkness?" Austin suddenly spoke up.

Jacob and Alex stopped in their tracks and followed his gaze to see what he was looking at. There was a tall man wearing a dark cloak, the hood pulled up over his head and shrouding his face in darkness. But he was walking swiftly toward the group, his gait unnaturally twitchy and jerky. The streetlights were the only thing illuminating his figure as he approached, silent as a ghost.

"Think he's homeless?" Jacob whispered.

"Don't know, but I'd rather not stick around to find out," Alex whispered back. There had been a recent spike of murders happening around the area, and he wasn't interested in finding out if the stranger was the cause of them. Because the way he was walking was... unsettling. There was an aura of menacing energy that radiated from him.

"Guys, let's get out of here," Austin suggested shakily. None of them argued, hurriedly turning away from the man and picking up their pace. But when Alex glanced behind him, the man was following. Definitely intentional.

"I really don't like this," he hissed under his breath to Jacob.

"Just keep walking, don't look back," his friend replied nervously. "Only a few blocks to your house. Then we'll be safe."

Alex couldn't help another brief look behind, and ice raced up his spine when he saw there was nobody there. The man was gone. His head snapped forward when he heard Austin yelp in surprise, and the man was standing right there in front of them, as if he'd teleported. He pulled down his hood, revealing piercing silver eyes and... fangs. Sharp fangs.

"What is that thing?? What IS that?!" Jacob shouted.

The stranger's hand suddenly shot out, snatching Austin by the throat and pulling him close while he kicked and flailed uselessly.

"HEY! Let him go, creep!" Without thinking twice, Alex ran forward and shoved the man hard in the chest, intending to startle him into dropping his friend -- and he did drop Austin… to grab Alex instead. The man had a handful of the front of his shirt, keeping Alex from jerking away.

"Let go! LET GO!!" Alex shrieked, panicking. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his two friends abandoning him to flee, staggering away and screaming in terror.

Alex punched and clawed at the stranger's face, but it was like the man couldn't feel pain at all, because he ignored the blows completely, tangling his free hand in Alex's hair and roughly jerking his head to the side.

"What're you--" Alex's voice turned into a bloodcurdling shriek of agony as fangs plunged deep into the side of his neck, tearing through skin and muscle like paper.

Vampire, he realized in horror. He'd heard stories about them, but never thought they were actually real!

"Sir, please!" Alex begged desperately. Ice-cold adrenaline flooded all his senses, and he could feel the blood being sucked out of him too fast to keep up with, pure terror consuming his thoughts, his entire being.

It was like nothing he expected, nothing like the movies or the books. He could feel flesh and veins tearing as the vampire drank his blood with a terrifying ferocity, the pain so excruciating his vision turned red.

"I don't want to die!" Alex wailed uselessly before screaming again. His legs turned to jelly as the blood flowed out of him, spots forming in his vision, a roaring sound rushing in his ears. And still the vampire fed, showing no signs of stopping.

Alex's gut twisted violently with dread, the panic clawing up his throat and choking him, the awful realization that he was dying right now. This is what dying felt like. He tried to lift his hands, to push the predator away, but even his panic quickly faded as he realized he was too weak. His sight was starting to fade, blurred by helpless tears.

And then the vampire finally stopped drinking, releasing his drained body to crumple in a boneless heap on the ground, Alex's head hitting the sidewalk with an awful crack.

"Thanks, human. I needed that," the stranger chuckled cruelly. Then he turned away without another word, walking off into the night and leaving Alex to die alone out in the cold. He'd simply been caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, in the path of a hungry, opportunistic predator.

Alex could barely breathe, his breaths coming ragged and shallow and uneven. He moaned in pain, barely conscious as the darkness came rushing in to pull him down into death. He was so, so cold, but didn't even have the energy left to shiver, his sluggish heartbeat slowing to a stuttering whisper as it struggled to pump blood that was no longer there.

What a way to end his 26th birthday, some part of him thought. Another murder to be eventually found and added to the growing list.

His mouth gaped open as he fought to keep drawing air, barely alive. He was distantly aware of a shadow falling over him, the air displacing nearby that told him someone was crouching down next to him.

"Poor human, looks like you have some seriously bad luck tonight," a voice rumbled above him.

Alex didn't respond, couldn't respond, his body failing to listen to him.

"You know... I can save you, if you'd like. Give you the gift of survival. I'm in a rather generous mood tonight after visiting an old friend of mine. Blink twice if you accept my offer."

Alex felt a flicker of desperate hope in his mind, and mustered every ounce of remaining strength in his dying body to blink.

Once, twice.

"Brave human," the voice laughed darkly. "My gift has many catches and strings attached, but you'll find that out on your own soon enough..."

Alex didn't have time to ponder the implication of those words before someone lifted his limp arm off the ground, and a stabbing pain pierced his wrist. He wanted to scream in pain as a fiery agony entered his veins, but was physically incapable of it at this point, the last of his energy seeping away. His eyes rolled back in his skull a moment later, and he gave himself up to the welcoming darkness unconsciousness had to offer.

He didn't expect to wake up again, but he did. Miraculously. And the memories all came rushing back to him. His eyes snapped open, and he realized he was still on the sidewalk, and it was still the middle of the night. He sucked in a huge gulping gasp of air, getting his bearings together before pushing himself to sit up.

There was blood -- his blood -- spattered and dried on the concrete. The stranger who had saved him was nowhere in sight.

Alex choked on a sob, dragging his shaky body to his feet and stumbling off, making his way home. His head thrummed and buzzed with pain the whole time, and he didn't even bother changing his bloody clothes before collapsing into his bed. He burrowed under a pile of blankets, but couldn't shake how devastatingly cold he felt, hollowed-out on the inside.

But maybe... maybe all this was just some awful nightmare, maybe he'd wake up tomorrow and find out this wasn't real, that none of this had happened.

It was real. It had happened. Because he looked in the mirror the next morning to see his pale face staring back at him, appearance disheveled and ragged.

But what was worse... was the exact moment he found out he had fangs. Because... he was a monster now too. He hadn’t realized that's what his rescuer had meant by 'saving him'.

Alex threw his head back and wailed, knowing his whole life would never be the same again. And he would live an eternity with his regrets, never to escape them. His own personal hell. Unable to truly live ever again.

The change was... difficult, especially without another vampire to guide him. He learned most things the hard way. Like how badly the sun burned if he got caught in it, that there were humans in this world whose entire jobs were killing creatures like him. He found a way to order animal blood to survive off of, but he didn't have much in the way of money, and eventually it wasn't enough to get him anywhere at all.

That's when he'd gone feral with hunger and killed his first human. It had been awful and satisfying at the same time. And that's when he first met Anisa, who had smelled the blood of his victim and come to investigate, finding him sobbing wretchedly on the floor in the aftermath. She'd taken him in and showed him how to be a proper vampire, how to feed and live the half-dead life of a bloodsucker. Even bought him his own mansion to stay at and offered him a safe shelter away from vampire hunters, and made sure he'd always have packaged blood available to stave off hunger. He owed her everything.

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"Hello? Alex?"

Alex snapped out of it, blinking, the haunting memories retreating back to the corner of his mind he frequently banished them to to forget.

Mallory was staring at him with a confused expression. "Where did you go just now?" He breathed. "You were talking like normal and then suddenly looked... lost."

Alex grimaced. "Just... remembering some stuff. PTSD like you have, you know?"

"Doubt it's as bad as mine," Mallory scoffed.

"It's not. It's far worse." Alex didn't elaborate, and the hunter didn't press him on it, sitting in awkward silence with the predator, deeply lost in thought. But eventually the night chill was too much to bear, and Mallory stood up with a shiver, aiming to head back into the hunter base. He paused when a hand lightly grabbed his wrist, glaring at Alex, who cleared his throat.

“Mallory, for whatever it's worth… I truly am sorry for what I put you through.”

“I don't forgive you,” Mallory said evenly.

“I wasn't expecting you to. I just wanted to let you know.”

Mallory nodded, then let out a harsh breath. “I don't forgive you right now, and I might never…” he hesitated. “But… this is a good start.” he pulled his wrist out of Alex's hand and headed back inside without another word, leaving the bloodsucker alone to his thoughts.

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[maxslibrary]

Can I request poly Shiver and Fry challenging the reader to one of the "combative courtship rituals" heard about in sunken scroll 5 but the reader doesn't know about them since they are new to the Splatlands

A Splatfest Of The Heart (Shiver Vs Frye X Reader)

You were just hanging outside of Crush Station, minding your own business. You had moved to the Splatlands a while ago and you were still getting used to a lot of the customs around here. You were sipping some soda as you sat on the stool. You watched as folks of varying shapes and sizes walked around the street.

Suddenly you saw a few of the Splatlandians look back in shock as someone walked through the crowd. The inkling had yellow hair and long ears. You could see her purple tinted fingers. You recognized this inkling, it was Frye! She appeared to be dressed in a leather jacket and spiky wristbands.

You tilted your head at her before you looked over as another figure emerged from the other side of the street. She was an octoling with blue hair and red fingertips. Shiver, it was Shiver. She also appeared to be dressed like a biker.

You looked.. confused as you looked at the two. Both were inkfish you had known personally but you also knew them as two members of Deepcut, this could be something to advertise the next Splatfest. You sipped your soda at the thought, suddenly noticing the lack of Big Man. Odd. So this wasn't a Splatfest thing. Either way the surrounding crowd seemed pretty jazzed about it.

Suddenly Shiver spoke up "Tch.. nice to know you're not a coward, Frye." she posed, placing her fingers on her forehead, staring daggers at Frye. "Tough talk for the octoling who lost the flavor splatfest." Frye smirked at Shiver. The octoling's face turned bright red "YOU ALSO LOST THE CHOCOLATE SPLATFEST!" "Yeah but I didn't loose the last two splatfests." the inkling responded casually.

"WHATEVER! We're not here to debate splatfests.. our battlefield for today is love.." Shiver announced, crossing her arms. Suddenly you stopped sipping your soda, noticing it was empty. You shook around the empty cup, your eyes locked on it. Looking back at the street you noticed the two Inkfish walk towards you and your heart stopped.

"What in cod is going on..?" you whispered as the idols walked up to your table. Frye placed her hand on the table, smoothly gazing at you. "Heyyy Y/N.. what's cooking good looking?" the inkling purred at you as Shiver rolled her eyes in the background.

"Please. CLEARLY you don't know a thing about romance, Frye." Shiver shoved Frye out of the way, causing you to jolt in shock. You noticed how no one besides you seemed to really react. "My darling Y/N how does the sun shine on you this lovely day~?".

Suddenly you spoke out "Nothing besides utter confusion. What ARE you two doing right now?". Shiver and Frye looked at each other, genuinely shocked.

"You don't know..?" They said in unison. You shook your head, drumming your fingers as you look at them in confusion.

"We're having a rumble!" Frye started. "It's when two inkfishes fall for the same person and they proceed to playfully roughhouse until the winner is decided." Shiver explained, checking her nails. "Don't forget about the delinquent clothes!" Frye brushed off her leather jacket and adjusted her spiked bracelets.

You pause, your face going red as you realized "You both.. are in love with me?". They both nodded, causing you to look at the ground, flustered. "Wow.. that's... wow." You got up "Well I guess I'll have to decide then.." you hummed as you walked down the steps.

Shiver and Frye followed you, much akin to a pair of lost puppies, eagerly waiting to see who you'd choose. You turned back "After I think about it for a few days." you continue. The two inkfishes are left in shock as you walk away.

Suddenly the octoling stands up straight as she lends a hand to Frye "Truce?" the inkling shakes her hand "Truce."

[digi-dest-stories]

In Honor

In honor of the finale, and the character that did not see it to the end with his friends but still remains in some of the Vandom's minds.

~~~~

E.R. stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room. He was dressed surprisingly well, in a black suit, white dress shirt, and black shoes. The only thing he needed to finish the look was a tie, which he was currently struggling with. He huffed and gave up, letting the cloth hang loose around his neck. "Damnit-"

"Have you been struggling with that thing the whole time?"

He blinked, his head snapping back. "...Riot?"

Riot grinned, casually leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Compared to him, his friend was wearing his normal and informal clothing, consisting of his blue jean jacket, Metallica shirt, and spiked boots. "Were you expecting someone else?"

"I... No. No, I wasn't." He turned to face him, a smile crossing his face. "It's... What are you doing here?"

Riot shrugged, pushing off of the wall and walked closer. "Just wanted to check on you. I saw everyone else waiting out there but didn't see you."

He sighed. "I don't mean to keep them waiting. This thing is just... stupid."

"Ties usually are," Riot agreed. "Want me to take a crack at it?"

E.R. squinted at him, causing him to cackle. "C'mon! At least let me try before you give up on me."

"I'm not giving up on you," he responded, almost automatically. Riot didn't seem to question the it, smiling in response. "Well. That's good to know."

He stepped closer and E.R. let him, standing still as he watched Riot fiddle with the cloth. He was silent, almost holding his breath as he watched his friend frown in concentration, before suddenly speaking up.

"I miss you. We all do."

Riot paused, blinking. "Really?"

"Of course. You were my friend. You were our friend. It was... hard, for a time, when you were gone."

There was silence, just the sound of his words echoing, before Riot smiled in response. "Thanks, E.R. That... means a lot. But, I'm still around, even if you or the others can't always see me. So try not to miss me too much, alright?"

He nodded, as Riot squinted at the cloth and let it go with a sigh. "Yeah, no, that thing is stupid. Sorry bud."

E.R. laughed, his body relaxing without him knowing. "Told you so. But, thanks for trying."

There was a knock on the door. Both of them turned, Riot stepping away. "E.R.? You almost done in there?"

"Might need some help," he answered, sheepish. Riot snickered, ignoring the glare thrown his way as the door was pushed open. Gary entered, dressed in a sharp black vest with a white undershirt underneath, similar to his Magician attire. He raised an eyebrow, his lips quirking into a half-smile. "Tie problems?"

"Yeah..."

"That's why Reiner and I didn't bother with them. Here, let me help."

Gary stepped closer and tied the tie in a quick and practiced manner. It looked a lot better than E.R. and Riot's attempts. "There. Now you look good to go."

Riot hummed. "Guess it makes sense to leave it to the professionals. Nice job, Gary."

"Thanks."

"No problem. Now let's go, the others are waiting."

The two of them left, Riot trailing behind them, and entered another room where the others were waiting. Sammi turned to them, hands on her hips. She was wearing a black dress and black shoes, hair pulled back.

"There you guys are. What took you so long?" She sounded impatient, but there was a playful smile on her face. Riot grinned at her. "Have some patience, forehead brat."

The nickname was said in a teasing, playful nature, though she did not acknowledge it. E.R. gave him a disapproving look, though he did seem somewhat amused, as Gary answered her.

"Just had to fix a wardrobe malfunction. Are we ready?"

They looked at one another.

Reiner tugged at the collar of his dress shirt, looking mildly uncomfortable in the clothing. But he seemed to steel his nerves and nod in response, as Sammi nodded her head as well.

Grayson's clothes were more casual in comparison, but also black in color like the others. He shoved his hands in his pockets, glancing at the double doors behind him, but gave a nod too.

Diogo stood awkwardly, messing with the bowtie around his neck. He seemed uncertain about it all, but met all their gazes. He gave a small smile and nodded his head.

Gary and E.R. glanced at one another. E.R. seemed uncertain, at the doors. Gary gave him a smile, and placed a hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze. He smiled and then nodded his head, where Gary nodded back.

"Let's go."

They all began to walk to the doors.

"Guys, wait."

E.R. paused, and the others did too. They all turned, where Riot stood. He gave them all a smile, something sad but fond.

"I... It was nice, to see your guys' adventure. I know I wasn't there through it all and I'm sorry for that. But, I'm glad that I at least got to know you all, and watch you grow for as long as I did. You all were... the best part of my life and I couldn't be more grateful for it all. So... thank you."

They were silent for a few moments, glancing at one another, before small smiles broke out on all of their faces and their eyes seemed to grow shiny. They couldn't hear everything - Hell, most of them couldn't see him - but they seemed to get the general gist of it.

"Thank you, too."

"You helped us out a lot. We couldn't have done a lot without you."

"I know we didn't know each other very well, but I am glad we met."

"I didn't get to meet you, but it was nice to hear stories about you."

"We'll miss you."

"You don't have to miss me," he laughed. "We'll just... see each other later. Alright?"

"...Alright," E.R. said softly. Riot grinned. "Now, get in there. You guys have people waiting."

They all wiped their tears, if any had fallen, trying to make sure they were still presentable. E.R. waited for a moment, still facing Riot. The two shared a look, then a smile, then a nod, before E.R. finally turned.

Together, they pushed open the door.

...

“Hey there, everyone. You probably all know us as the 'kids who went missing for a few days'. Well, we're here to talk about one more kid, a friend who... deserves to be remembered to. His name was Ryan Scarlett..."

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Thank you to the Schmucks, past and present, for being an amazing cast and giving such a fun adventure to listen to. I'm not gonna stop writing just because this is a piece for the finale (There actually some old stories I still need to get to lol) but I just wanted to get this out in honor of the finale and the characters who brought me back to my childhood.

We'll get back to your normal scheduled Digimon and Digi-Destiny content now.

[dappersautismcreature]

here's an abandoned wip from a couple days ago when we were left with that cliffhanger, i dont wanna finish it cause its so offcanon now :P

i wanted all- bad managed to get on the boat with his son, but he cannot reckon with the eggs he left behind

The waves against the boat were loud, so loud in Bad’s ears. It was all he could hear, besides the trembling sobs of his son against his chest. He felt like he’d never reached the boat, that he’d drowned in the ocean they’d swum through to get here. Deep deep down in that salty water, he was there. Underneath the heavy blue, his heart was resting. Up here, he was a ghost now, far away from everyone else, far away from the horror and suffocating guilt he felt. Those emotions were down in the sandy ocean floor, slowly being buried forever.

Voices echoed in his ears, he was, he was under the water. Still drenched with salty brine, he was not here. Bad could be kneeling on the fake wooden deck, plastic gray planks digging into his boney knees. He could be sitting in a puddle of water clutching his son so tight to his chest he feared the egg would drown in his soaked clothes. Maybe. He felt strange. 

Harsh fingers dug into his shoulder, spinning him around, forcing his head up. The person spoke, voice spiking in volume, mouth moving. Bad watched their jaw flex, their eyes stared at him. What was happening? The waves against the boat. He was on a boat. 

Someone else dragged the other person away, so Bad tucked himself back around his kid, tears mixing with the ocean water. He sat there, rocking gently, until he registered Dapper’s shaking. His kid was cold, wet and cold, and scared. He needed help, dry clothes, he needed. Bad stood up dizzyingly, his body was too long, tall, big. Dapper was light in his arms. Bad staggered over to some people, he should recognize them but he barely could. 

“Needs. Dry.” He coughed out, his own voice far away. The people stared at him. Bad stared back nervously. Would they hurt him? His son? Why? But one of them took his hand gently and led him into the boat’s cabin. 

They found soft white towels, and some fluffy gray bathrobes. Bad ran his fingers through the rough washcloth texture. The person with him was talking, slowly and calm, like they were comforting an animal. Bad’s spine hurt, shoulders overly sensitive. He wasn’t an animal. 

Carefully, Bad took his son’s wet clothes off, rubbing warmth back into their arms and hands. He dried her hair, gently dabbed her ears and horns dry. His baby was so small. So small. Oh gods had he always been this small? Bad inspected his kid, rubbing at deep ash marks, mud patches, running soft hands over the scabbed scratches in his elbows and knees. He hummed their song, and kissed Dapper’s forehead. 

Don’t think don’t think don’t think. Bad sobbed suddenly. His mind tugging him back to the what ifs. Please please please don't think. Pomme should be here. Don't think. Ramon. Don’t. Richas, Leo, Chayanne, Tallulah. Please gods please. Bad turned away from his son, hugging himself. Shut up shut up, bury it bury it now! He wanted to die he wanted to sleep he wanted to be back in that ocean buried in the sand. He wanted to be mindless. He wanted to be dead. His heart was killing him, tearing into the rest of his body and killing him! Gods had anything hurt him more? He couldn't recall. 

Dapper cried out behind him. Bad turned fast. He pulled the kid into a deep hug. They could practically be the same being. He hauled the egg up against his chest and rested him on his hip. With his sort of free hand, Bad picked out a bathrobe, and began fitting it around his kid. It was a little big, maybe a lot big, but Dapper looked warm, which was good. 

Bad felt a little more whole. The demon set his heavy waterlogged coat to the side. His kid handed him a towel and he wrapped it around his shoulders. He finally registered that the other person in the room was Bagi. She had given them some towels and robes, handed the rest to someone outside, and then stared at a painting on the wall for the past two minutes. Clearly trying to give them space while still being there. Bad was grateful. 

[numberonehere2008]

I got some ideas

What if reader is the God/goddess of death like thanotos except they don't kill the living rather just guides them to their destination and maybe the god of time as well since they can wrap time back maybe knowing everything about the living to make sure where they go since they only interact with the dead and those who are chosen by the gods aka link and zelda. Maybe they had control over the moon as it seems to be able to rewind the dead and have to do with time from ocarina of time and majora maybe the reason the dead enemies come to life is because Gannon is slowly taking control over the moon and death while reader is trying to aid the chain. Maybe in first era Hylia and first befriended them and since war death are connected maybe fd was very close to reader even more than Hylia and first because they had something in common that they were God's feared more than cared causing Hylia to trap Fd in a mask over jealousy but reader didn't know that since gods can't die making them out of reader's control.

And maybe was close to demise before he became evil.

Reader appears when there's a full moon that isn't red and comes to give comfort and wisdom to the Zeldas and the chain singing a lullaby to them when their younger in their darkest times with hidden warnings to come

But when it becomes day they fade away back to the night kinds like flora and wild except it's not for the good of hyrule but them. Warning wind that his sister is going to be kidnapped the night before and wild and flora to not trust the robots. The kindness they treats them is like how uncle iro treats others. Maybe the reason she is stuck on the moon is either Hylia or Gannon not wanting to let go of reader as everyone is thirsting over reader as wanting to be in the loving arms of kind death. They suffered so much and there's reader giving affection and kind wisdom and love left and right . Got this idea from the song from CG5 don't close your eyes I think the name is.

And maybe another reason reader doesn't wander that much and people fearing them is while Hylia shown to look like a normal Hylian, reader has completely black eyes and snake like teeth a why taller hight long curved turquoise colored horns on their head a spiked tale with black curled hair on the back like a lion and black claws and black hair long enough to touch the floor making them not look so friendly maybe this only one of the forms reader can be other than a black cat with the black eyes isolating them even more but the chain don't care to the zeldas it makes it easier to get their hands on their beloved reader.

What yall think

[devilherself666]

Chapter 7! (Todobakudeku x reader maifa AU!)

      I woke up by a squeeze on the shoulder, my fighting urges kicked in, as I grabbed who it was and pinned them to the floor, face planted arm behind their back, still tired I couldn't see much. I rubbed my eyes with my free hand. This man was different, he wasn't Shoto, he had blonde hair, red ruby eyes, spikes in his hair as he didn't look so happy to be on the floor by a girl. "Who are you?" I asked in a tired voice, he huffed. "You are staying at my house and Icy-Hot didn't even tell you?" He asked and I shook my head, letting go of him slowly. "I am the one and only Bakugo Katsuki." He huffed and I chuckled. "Bit of an ego I see." He looked at me with hate in his eyes. Are all these messed up? I hate to see their boss. "Fuck you, any way how this happen?" He asked, pointing to my brother and I sighed. "Well, somehow they found us, and he let them kidnap him for a reason I don't know, he wouldn't have gone without good cause." I started and he looked at me. "Dabi and hawks?" He asked and I nodded. "Nine times out of ten, they are dirty. They will always have something on you, so maybe he has something he hasn't told you or he has, and you forgot." He explained and I looked at my brother spacing out trying to think about all the things he has told me over the years. Nothing. "He tells me everything, I don't understand what it could be." I confessed and he looked at me. "Well, other than that, they could have threatened you." He spoke and I chuckled. "Yeah, I thought about that too, but my brother would go with them for that. He would have sent them up to my room while I am sleeping. He knows what I can handle, and those guys were a piece of cake, that is why I don't understand what he was willing to die for." I sigh and he looked at me. "I would figure that out." He spoke and I nodded. I sat down in the chair once again. "Why?" I asked my brother, and I got no response. I cried slightly as I held his hand. "What are you hiding?" I asked more of myself as I got up, and kissed his hand right when the maid came in. "Watch over him for me? I have to go home." She nodded and bowed to me. I bowed back and left the house and walked home.

I walked up to the porch and unlocked the new locks, walking in. I went up to my brother's office and shut and locked the door behind me and went through everything in that office. Papers, drawers, journals, piles of files. I found nothing. Then I saw a locked cabinet. I looked around for a key. It was like a light bulb popped in my head. I ran to his room and felt the boards and lifted up the broken one, finding a key. "I hope you are the one I need." I sighed walking back to his office and locking the door once again, I put the key in the cabinet and turned it in, it opened. All kinds of files, but that didn't get my attention, one had my name on it. I grabbed the folder with my name on it. Y/n M/n L/n. I shivered at the thought: what is in this folder that made my brother dive into death? If I know, will it make everything worse? I sighed. I looked at it once more before slowly opening it. My eyes roamed the files but I didn't find anything. I looked at the files and found nothing. "What is the secret?" I asked and I put all the folders back in their places and shut and locked the cabinet back.

I got up after cleaning his office. "What is the world.." I sighed as I walked out and went to my room. I got some clothes and took a shower. After I got out the shower red, I put on some comfy clothes and sighed. I brush my hair and walk back out, locking the house and walking back to Shoto house where my brother was. I Knocked and the maid answered, shivering. "Are you okay?" I asked but before she could answer I heard the yelling. "MAKE IT RIGHT!?" A man yelled. "He is never like this, he is very upset about your brother." She shivered. "What does he want made?" I asked. "A coffee." She sighed and I nodded. "I will make it, if you will please check on my brother." She nodded while walking to the nurse's office and I walked to the kitchen and made a fresh pot of coffee, waiting minutes before I poured him a fresh cup and walked it up to him. I knocked on his office. "Come in! You better have it right!" He yelled and I opened the door. "I made it fresh, if you don't like it. You can personally shove it up your ass." I huffed and he growled. "YOU ARE FIRED!?" he yelled. "Oh darn, I don't even work for you." I huffed and he finally looked up and saw something that wasn't his maid. "Why are you doing my maid's job?" He asked. I huffed sitting the coffee down on the cup holder. "Well for one, don't take your anger about my brother out on the world, if anyone should be angry it is me. Believe me I wanna cut their hands off as much as you do. But don't take it out on the poor lady." I sighed and he looked at me. "You know I like you." He chuckled. I looked at him. "Why?" I asked. "You just told me about myself and didn't show fear." He chuckled. I shrugged. "Well, even if you are the big bad boss, it doesn't mean I can't put a jerk in his place and honestly I am not scared of death." I huffed and he looked at me. His eyes were like they were white. He had no soul it looked like. He was broken to the very rim. I am guessing this is Deku, Green hair, freckles, the boss. I have to say he is very handsome, his scars, one on his face across his nose. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at me, I didn't flinch or even blink. He cocked it and pointed it at me again. I have been shot before and lived. I am not scared. I know he will shoot me if he wants to, or to feel powerful and whatever gets him to be nicer. He cocked it again taking the bolts out. "I am impressed." He spoke. "Most would have run for the hills." He sighed and I shrugged. "You don't scare me, I respect you. Difference, right?" I asked and he nodded. "Y/n, right?" He asked and I nodded. He got up and walked to me, I leaned on the wall, and he was towering over me, his face was so close I could feel his breathing. What is he doing? He looked at me in my eyes and I looked back at him. "Still nothing." He sighed. "You really aren't scared of me. Have I lost my touch?" He asked and I laughed. "No, it just takes a lot to scare me anymore." I shrugged and he nodded. "I understand that." He laughed. How does he laugh with so much pain in his eyes? With so much hate, so much revenge sat in them. Who broke these boys? I just want to have a talk. I thought for a minute. "Listen, you want them as much as I do. I have a plan." I spoke. And he looked at me. "I am listening." He sighed leaning on the desk.

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[novankenn]

Reluctant Hero?

= Two = (Chapter List)

Jaune was the first off the airship. Shoving and shouldering his way through the waiting hopefuls to reach the nearest garbage bin, where he proceeded to finally empty his stomach.

????: Way to go, Vomit-Boy!

Jaune rolled his eyes, another nickname, at least it was better than some of the others he had been given. He ignored the laughter at his expense, and knelt down to open his duffle-bag. His cybernetic hand held the can of beer he had retrieved. With a tap of his thumb, he punched in the tab of the can.

????: Alcoholic beverages are banned from academy premises, Mr Arc.

Jaune looked at the busty woman, in a white blouse, purple cape, and pencil skirt. With her sunny blond hair up in a tight bun, she could at a distance be mistaken for his mother. He gave her a smirk and then proceeded to drain the can. Once empty, he crushed it and tossed it into the recycling bin.

Jaune: (Belch) No sense wasting it.

????: I am Professor Goodwitch. I shall be escorting you to the Headmaster for your... ahem... meeting.

Jaune: (Picking up his duffle-bag with his left hand.) Okay, lead the way.

A small explosion caused the pair to whip around. Glynda Goodwitch pulling out "Disciplinarian" while a pair of four inch spikes suddenly appeared from between the knuckles of Jaune's cybernetic hand.

Seeing a white haired young woman, berating a black haired girl with red tips as she lay in a small crater, caused both of them to roll their eyes. But before Professor Goodwitch could say anything, Jaune moved forward. He shouldered the white haired woman, causing her to stumble and nearly fall.

Jaune: (Offering his human hand) Need help?

????: How dare you? Do you know who I am?

Jaune: (Looking over his shoulder as he helped the other girl to her feet) No, and don't care, Snowy. (Turning to the girl from the crater) You okay?

????: Thanks.

Glynda: Ms Schnee. Ms Rose. What is the meaning of this... disturbance?

Weiss: She knocked over my belongs and then set off an explosion!

Ruby: You were shaking around that vial of dust, and it made me sneeze!

Glynda: Enough. I do not have time for this type of childness! Both of you clean up this mess and report to the auditorium.

Weiss/Ruby: Yes, mam.

Glynda: And you, Mr Arc. Have a meeting to attend.

Jaune: (Rolling his eyes and shaking his head) Lead the way, professor.

/==/ 15 minutes later /==/

Ozpin: Mr Arc, it is a pleasure to finally meet you face to face.

Jaune: Um-ha. Yep. Whatever. Have you translated those passages?

Ozpin: Unfortunately, not yet. Doctor Oobleck has been working on it, but he feels he will need more time.

Jaune: Shit!

Glynda: Language.

Jaune: (Looks at Glynda) Well, sorry, for expressing myself. (Returns his attention to Ozpin) That is no good. We're kind of in a time crunch here.

Ozpin: Time crunch? What do you mean?

Jaune: I chased it off this evil three years ago...

Glynda: Is that the story you're using to explain murdering those people?

Jaune: (Snapping while reaching up and touching the pendant hanging about his neck) I didn't kill them! That... that... whatever it is, took them from me!

Glynda: So you say. You're nothing but a...

Ozpin: Enough. Mr Arc please. Why are we pressed for time?

Jaune: It's coming back. It's growing stronger, and it wants that book.

Ozpin: And how do you know this?

Jaune: I can see them. The shadows in the deep forest. They've been getting closer.

Ozpin: I see...

Jaune: No, you don't. Is the book safe? He knows not to read the book aloud?

Ozpin: Doctor Oobleck is following all of your directions to the letter.

Jaune: Go...

It was at that moment something slammed into the closed windows of Ozpin's office. It hit with enough force to startle all three occupants of the room, while also leaving a spider-web of cracks in the pane struck.

Jaune: Damn it! (Jaune crouched down and pulled a sawed-off double barrel shotgun from his duffle bag. Cracking it, he checked to make sure it was loaded, before with a flick of his wrist snapping it closed.) It's already trying.

Ozpin and Glynda had their own weapons drawn and watched as the young Arc moved forward, his shotgun held out before him.

Ozpin: What do you mean?

Jaune: Were you NOT listening? It wants the book! It wants the verses that will set it free, read out loud!

Glynda: That's not possible.

Jaune opened the window and on the sill was a small nevermore, its once red eyes milky white. Even with its head flopping about, it still attempted to fly, beating its wings ineffectively.

Jaune didn't waste any time and smashed the butt stock off his weapon down upon the stricken creature, smearing it into an inky paste.

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Dragon's Treasure Ch4 So... It's A Date?

You could still remembered when you woke up and how bizarre and scary the whole situation was.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Went the sounds of the machine's living motherboard as it monitored the heartbeats of the living girl lying on the bed. The person groaning and shifting in her sleep. Her head slowly moving left and then right. Before slowly waking up. Your f/c eyes shifted from under your eyelids. What-....What happened? Everything was so, so dark. And your body felt so, so light. Like that feeling when you were just waking up every morning back and home. Groggy and almost impossible to wake up once you fell asleep....Is that what happened now? Were you fast asleep? Was this where you would finally wake up and be back home? Where your mother would yell at you to get up and scold you for your messy room and for being late again and how she raised you better than this and so on. Then what was that beeping noise? Your alarm clock? But you didn't remember it making a noise like that? Ever so slowly, your eyes opened and you woke up. The first thing you expected to see was the ceiling of your bedroom but that's not what greeted your poor eyes. Bright colors danced across your vision. So lovely and bright it was almost beautiful in a grim way. Smelled so clean too. One might've thought they'd died and went straight to heaven. Although ...you knew better than that, because heaven wouldn't give her such a strange sight. A hospital. What the-....What kind of crazy dream was this? You tried sitting up but stopped when the WORST headache you had ever felt before in your life sent a spike of pain through your body. You hissed immediately letting your hand shakily reach up and grab onto your sore head where you felt a goose egg. You...Must've hit your head or something. The pain in your body made flashes of pained white flash across yout face as if to match the white walls of the hospitals walls and ceiling, and everything else. White everywhere. And it smelt like too much cleaning supplies and lemon. That didn't compare to the sounds. The sounds of hospital staff running around outside the room, and the heart monitor keeping track of your heart rate to your left. It took you quite a while to fully wake and let your scrambled brain figure out where you were just staring around the place in total confusion, but you eventually did.

The memories SHOT back through you like lightning and you instantly froze. THE ETERNATUS BATTLE!! You would've sat it if your sore head let you. LEON!! HOP AND GLORIA!! AND VICTOR!! WHERE WERE THEY!? ...In fact..WHERE WERE YOU!? By the looks of it you can been taken to a hospital. Does that mean Leon and the others were taken here too?! The last thing you remembered was...was....Something hard hitting you. You hand tenderly rubbed at your head again. Well at least this explained why you were in the hospital, and you still hadn't gone home. But where was everyone else? Were they in the hospital too? Or were they back at home? You had no idea. You just hoped they were alright- CLICK! You jumped, hissing in pain a bit, and turned to the door as it opened, and your eyes widened as a middle aged blue haired man was in the doorway. He wore the typical doctor attire of a long white coat, glasses, and a stethoscope around his neck with a clipboard in his hands. He paused see you staring back at him from the bed but soon smiled.

"Ah! You're finally awake I see," he greeted before closing the door behind him and approaching the bed. "That's good to know! You were out for almost a week."

"A WEEK!?," you asked shocked.

"No. I said almost a week," he corrected you and hummed. "Miss.." He looked back down to the clipboard he held to read the name back on it. "Y/n L/n. Cause of unconsciousness was a heavy object slamming into you at a great force and speed, and yet no concussions or trauma. Other than some soreness or pain your body may experience, I don't see anything concerning except for perhaps how long you were out cold. You're very lucky considering, Ma'am."

"LEON!!" You shouted and tried to sit up but had to stop because your head shot out another pang of pain when you moved all of a sudden.

"Careful there. You still need to take it easy until we'll sure there's nothing's wrong."

"LEON!!", you interrupted him holding your head and opening one eye up at him, "I-..I was with some people b-before I got hit. Are they ok?"

"Oh. You must mean the Champion then," he said calmly going back to his clipboard, "He's still here, and he's doing fine. Just some bruises and scrapes. Nothing really too serious considering what he went through....." He glanced up over his glasses at you with narrowed eyes. "You both are very, very lucky to have gotten out unharmed."

"T-There was some others! Two kids! W-Where are they-"

"I can assure you they're all doing ok. But for now, I need to check up on a few things concerning you're physical health." And he took off his stethoscope.

You sat there and just let the doctor run through his tests. Listing to your heartbeats, testing your breathing, opening your mouth and saying 'Ah', shining that light in your eyes, having you follow his finger with just your eyes, checking your blood pressure, and some other basic things you've experienced before at doctor appointments. He seemed to be pleased with the results of it all and kept writing down notes on his clipboard.

"Are you experiencing any aches or pains anywhere? Or are you feeling strange in anyway?"

"My head hurts. A lot. But that's about it."

He nodded. "Then I shall send a nurse up with some prescribed painkillers. Everything seems to be checking out, but I want to keep you here for a few more days just to make sure. You can never be too careful."

Made sense, you were kinda still in shock over the whole situation. But there was still one thing that you had on your mind. You hand snagged onto the doctor's coat when he turned to leave causing him to look up at you. "Hey. You said Leon was here right? Well can you tell deliver a message for me? Tell him I'm alright. He's a friend of mine."

The doctor paused for a moment looking at you but he nodded and pulled away from you, letting the coat slip from your grip and your hand was still out in mid air as he left, and the door clicked behind him as he did. After a moment of just sitting there and staring at the door your hand slowly lowered back onto the bed and you laid back into that soft pillow. F/c eyes staring up at the too white ceiling like a giant white sheet over you. According to the doctor, Leon was ok which was good but what about everyone else? Were Hop and Gloria hurt at all? Was Victor alright? You hoped he listened to you and waited outside the city. Where was Silver then? You weren't worried about Victor and Silver too much. Victor had a good head on his shoulders and Silver could battle decently from what you've seen. They'd be alright. And you knew Leon was alright thanks to the doctor. But those two kids were the closest ones to Eternatus, they might've gotten hurt or something before Gloria managed to catch it like in game. But you were still worried they might've gotten hurt or worse. But no word of them showed up. You didn't know what time you woke up but it must've been around noon because a nurse soon showed up with lunch and those prescribed painkillers the doctor mentioned before. Thank goodness. You didn't stand this headache any longer. You tried asking the nurse about Leon or the others but she honestly didn't know anything and just made sure you took your medicine before leaving. Which didn't quell your worries but at least you got some food for your empty stomach. Compared to the other one time you were in the hospital for a broken leg, the food you were given wasn't that bad. It still had the kinda bland cardboard taste overly healthy foods in hospitals had, but you'd happily take it over the amount of trail mix and camping foods you were usual forced to eat on the road. After eating you again just laid there for...for...well who knows how long before noticing a TV and a TV remote just a little bit aways from you. Maybe some tv would help? HAHA!.....NOPE!! Every channel you flipped to had some kind of panicked news you would eventually change the channel away from.

"The Champion Cup interrupted by the giant red light luminating the sky-" Flip channel. "Chairman Rose has turned himself in confirming authorities' stories that he was behind the region wide attack-" Flip channel. "Investigations under way as Hammerlocke Stadium-" Flip channel. "The Unbeatable Champion hospitalized after-" Flip channel.....And you finally paused leaning back in your bed as a field of wild mudsdale was shown grazing in a field and someone hiding behind a bush with a cameraman spoke. "We've been following the wild herd for two days since the annual migration from the winter to the warmer fields near the oceanside. If you look over there the lead male of the heard dubbed Mountain has been stationed on the hill above the rest to observe the herd and keep on lookout for any possible outside dangers-"

You sat back and decided to watch the documentary about mudsdales and their annual migrations. Wasn't the worst thing to focus on and you could use something to clear your head. Plus, you liked learning about pokemon. Heh. If Hop was here he'd probably point out everything he knew about Mudsdales and what these people filming them were getting wrong about them....You shook your head and focused back on the mudsdales. You had to calm down. It won't help your headache unless you calmed your nerves and let your head rest for a moment. You weren't sure how long you laid there but it must've been for a good while because a nurse came back a while after to collect your lunch tray and delivered what you assumed was dinner as the sun set. Again you tried to ask about the others but the nurses either didn't know or didn't answer. Giving you your dinner as the dark approached. You ate dinner and fell asleep to the sounds of the nature documentary speaking bout mudsdales' eating habits. The next day you woke up to the TV still on, something about pokemon moves playing on TV, and the same things happened. This time a nurse and doctor came in with the nurse holding another tray of what must've been your breakfast and switched out the food trays as the doctor again through a typical check up and he seemed really happy not to find anything wrong with you thank goodness for that but that wasn't the first concern on your mind. You tried asking about your friends again but the doctor assured you the same things. Leon was fine and he didn't know of any child patients in the hospital, and of course the nurse didn't know anything. It frustrated you but on the bright side your headache was gone! So you could think clearly now at least. You just ended up watching more wild pokemon documentaries, this channel was called Pokemon Planet for a reason you guessed, and eating breakfast until around noon came and then you'd fall back asleep. But then things were starting to get better. Leon and Piers had come to visit you while you were in the hospital which was a relief although you couldn't leave or see anyone else until the doctors gave the go ahead. You missed your friends and Silver and staying in the hospital was just getting too repetitive and shut in and predictable. Don't get you wrong. You were glad no one was hurt and that you were alright and you were glad that Eternatus was destroyed and that things were starting to go back to normal now....Well. Almost. There was still that ID card that was so confusing to you. Where did it come from? How could you even have an identity in this world? So many questions and still so few answers. You were relieved about one thing. You were glad to still be here even it was in the hospital for the moment.

So imagine your surprise when one day, two days before Raihan and Leon's big rematch for the Champion title, when you heard a knock at your door making your head perk up from the Weavile documentary on TV and towards said door. You were expecting Leon, Piers, or maybe one of the doctors coming to see if you were alright so you thought nothing of it when you went ahead and spoke up from sitting on the bed. 

"Come in."

So imagine your surprise when the door opened and it wasn't Leon or Piers who decided to visit you again. And it wasn't anyone from the hospital staff either. The doorknob turned. The door opened wide. And a person with dark blue eyes and an orange bandanna walked right in. And you paused staring in confusion as none other than Raihan stepped through the door. The man also froze seeing you in the doorway hand still on the doorknob as silence passed between the two of you. You stared at him blinking...before finally speaking. 

"Raihan? What are you doing here?"

Your voice seemed to snap him outta his daze because he shook his head and forced a smile at you. "Hey! I-If it isn't Ms. Sassy herself!" Did he just stutter- "How are you?" He quickly stepped in and closed the door behind him before forcing his hands back into his pockets. "I was just in the neighborhood so I thought I'd stop by and see how the sass master herself was doing this evening?"

"....It's noon."

He paused for a moment smile straining before one hand found itself mimicking Leon and rubbing his neck. "Well...Ahaha! Y-You're right. M-My bad. Guess I should've known better-"

"Dude. Relax. I was just joking."

"Huh- OH! R-Right! Haha. F-Funny joke. *ahem* So...How are you feeling? From what I heard you got a really good knock on the noggin."

You smiled at him. "I'm fine thanks. I mean I did have a headache for a bit but it's all gone now." As if to prove your point you reached up and patted your head. "I'm right as rain as they say. But I'm surprised you showed up to see me."

He flinched. "O-Oh...Y-Y'know. I mean I've seen Lee and Piers...And those kids ok. And I guess I just wanted to make sure everyone was alright y-y'know?"

....Your brow rose higher and he felt sweat starting to form on his face the longer you stared at him in suspicion. Before his smile became even more strained as you crossed your arms and stared at him.

"You're lying," you stated bluntly catching him off guard.

His mouth dropped opened a lil bit for a few seconds before another forced laugh came out and he mumbled. "W-Wha- Psh! Nah! W-Why would I be lying about t-that-"

"Well firstly-", you interrupted him holding up another finger with each point you made, "-you're not acting like yourself. You're stuttering, you're the last person who'd want to see me considering the last few times we've met and we're not that close, usually you're acting so overly confident so this is new, and you could've just asked someone if I was ok instead of just coming to see me so there's no real reason for you to come all the way to the hospital." Raihan felt his stomach drop and drop and drop with each point you made. The weird feelings in his guts increasing. "And lastly you look like you've seen a ghost. So obviously something's up. So...what's up?"

Raihan didn't move. He even doubted he even breathed for that matter as you still stared at him. He raised his hands moving them around as his mouth opened and closed silently like a magikarp. Your brow rose more...and he sighed letting his arms flop back down to his sides. You now felt your suspicious look turn confused watching him rub his face.

"Is it really that obvious?"

"Yeah. You're a pretty open book."

"Oh come on. Seriously?" he sighed again. "You're worse than Piers. "

"...I'll take that as a compliment."

"...Heh." His hand removed from his face and he gave a weak smile towards you. "It'd be weird if you didn't." Before he sighed and held up a hand, face going back to that almost tired expression. "Alright. You got me. I did come here for a reason."

"Why?"

"I actually was curious about how you were doing." ..You rose a brow again and he held up both hands. "No. Really. I-I heard you were ok but-" His stomach did summersaults like he never imagined before. He never expected to see you of all people hanging limp in Leon's arms wrapped up in his cape as the hurt champion struggled to take you to safety- A shudder wracked his body making him shake his head and finding the floor suddenly interesting as his eyes stared at it. His hands gripping the insides of his pockets. "...That's not...The only reason I wanted to see you."

"Why? It's Silver isn't it? I bet he's tried to spray you down."

"No! I mean yes! He has but that's not the point." He'd rather not try to explain how many times the drizzlie had tried to hose him down while in his care. "I-...Y-You-...Ahaha. W-Well I just figured while I was here I should-..." You blinked confused at him as he stuttered and his hands moved around as he tried to explain. "B-Back at the gym you were I-...GRRRAAAHHHHH!!!" You flinched in surprise when Raihan growled out like an actual dragon and his hands flew up to grip his signature bandanna in frustration. "WHY MUST THIS BE SO DIFFICULT!? THIS WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!!"

"Raihan. What are you talking about-"

"I'M SORRY!! OK!?", a voice with the ferocity and desperation of a dying dragon cried out as the dragon leader threw his hands out and gave you the guiltiest most genuinely emotional look you had scene on Raihan ever since you first met him in person back at Hammerlocke. Raihan leaned right and when he thought he would fall over his body followed and he began to pace back and forth. His mind spinning. Hands gesturing at nothing. Eyes blown wide in almost panic. Chest heaving. Lungs feeling as though he was literally breathing fire. Flashes of what happened that night flashed back and forth with his view of the hospital room he was standing in. "I'm SORRY I was there! I'm SORRY I couldn't stop it! I didn't know...I DIDN'T KNOW!! And how come I didn't know! It's my gym right!? I should know! There should've been some way I should've known and I could've done something! I'm supposed to be top gym leader! It was literally under my feet this en-entire time! And I didn't even suspect anything?...GRAH!!" His palms met his face in a double facepalm. "How could I be so blind!? This never should've happened! No wonder I can't even beat Lee! I couldn't even protect my own terf from-"

"RAIHAN! STOP!!"

Something soft grabbed his hands and YANKED them away from his face and downwards, far enough that the pull also pulled the shocked into silence gym leader forward to lean over none other than you. Unbeknownst to him, during his ramblings you had been staring at him in semi shock during his panicked rambling and noticed him spiraling downwards. At one point you had gotten up and gone over and grabbed his hands to make him stop his rant. Which ultimately left you both now in this predicament with you scowling at him and holding his hands as she leaned over you staring like he literally saw you just evaporate into thin air.  Jeez. Even leaning over the guy was taller than you. After a moment of silence you sighed and shook your head before holding his hands up to him, clutching them gently in yours. 

"Look...You need to calm down. Alright?," you gently spoke to him holding his hands up higher in yours. "None of this..Any of it, was your fault. Ok?" You gave his hands a firm shake. "None of this was your fault. Yeah. You didn't know but neither did Leon and he's the bloody Champion."..Your eyes looked down to the side real quick. "And I can't believe I completely forgot that part of the game."

And he blinked. "....Wh-What?"

"Uh...Nevermind. The point is no one saw him coming and so no one could've really stopped him let alone you. Things happen sometimes but it's all ok in the end." One hand patted the pair of hands bunched up in yours making his blue eyes glance at where you were holding them for a moment.  "Arceus look at you. All worried over nothing." Finally at last you let go of his hands but he still held them up. "And you came all the way here to do what? Apologize to me for something you didn't do? That's insane. There's nothing to apologize for. Not where you're concerned."

"But-"

"Shush." Anything else he would've said died on his tongue when something soft pressed again his lips and that soft thing just so happened to be your fingertips as you gave him a firm look. "Raihan, I don't want your apologies." You slowly removed your hand. "Because there's absolutely nothing for you to apologize for. You didn't do anything wrong and if you did I would've sicked Silver on you long ago so we're pretty even." He took a moment to just stare at his hands before one ever SO slowly reached up to touch his lips...And his face heated from the explosion of red blasting across it. Not that you seemed to notice as you continued speaking. "So don't feel bad about anything. If anything just do what you need to and everything will be ok in the end."

....He finally pulled his hand away, stared at it, before he shook his head and allowed his hands to flop to his sides to look at you. "You ..certainly got a way with words, Sassy."

"Well so do you." You crossed your arms. "I bet you help a whole lot since Leon's in the hospital."

"Oh. So you know about that?"

"He might've mentioned to me you were looking after his little brother and his friends." ..You head turned. "How are they by the way? They aren't..hurt or anything are they?"

"Huh? OH! NO!,'' he confirmed, "No no no. Nothing like that. They're perfectly fine. In fact they're more concerned about Lee or you than themselves..Don't know if that's a bad thing or not."

"HA!" Your loud bark of laughter had him flinch for a moment as you shook your head with a smile and rolled your eyes. "Yeah. That sure sounds like them. Poor guys must be worried sick. ...And you must be exhausted." He blinked when you gave him another look that seemed to be...pity? Pity!? For him!? From YOU!? "I hope juggling everything hasn't been too hard."

"Wha- Oh! *ahem* Well I mean I definitely wouldn't say it's easy because you'd have to be crazy to think it was easy." He finally gave a genuine smile. "They're kids after all. It's never easy. But that's the jist of it all huh?"

"Oh yeah definitely. They're great kids but they can cause some mischief. ...Hey. You said they're visiting Leon right?"

"Um. Yeah actually. Why?"

"Then shouldn't you be watching them?"

A flash of realization came over Raihan's face. "Oh yeah! I left Piers there to keep an eye out for them so I could..I Uh...We-Well y'know- Come here and uh.." He pointed behind him. "I should probably get back to them before they give Piers a hard time. Can't have Leon all worried about his little brother before our big battle."

"Oh yeah. That's right. You guys are battling aren't you?"

"Yeah..Yeah." Another silence fell over the two as he stood there and rubbed his neck. "....Still..I-I'd like to make it up to you....I don't suppose you'd be willing to let me treat you to dinner now?"

You huffed and crossed your arms. "Whoa. Still on about that?"

''Hey. My offer still stands.~..." ....The battle? His face suddenly lit up as an idea struck him and he pointed at you. "Hey! I've got an idea! How about a little deal?"

Your brow rose higher. "A deal? Really?"

"Just..Just hear me out," he said holding up his hands. Well you didn't say anything against it so he gave his proposal. "I still feel bad and whether you like it or not I wanna make it up to you so let's make a little deal. ..If I beat Leon in the first round you let me take you out.~"

You still stared at him, not surprised he'd say something like this, before huffing. "Alright. You're on. But if you don't then you never ever bring up taking me out to dinner again. Deal?"

And for the first time in a while Raihan found himself smiling again. "It's a date.~"